They spin on and on, timeless and floating in the sunlight,
(et nihil interit)
until they don't.
(Everybody leaves. And everything ends.)
And River dreams of swimming alone in a bioluminescent sea, and River dreams of knives and screams, and River dreams of running in hopeless helpless panic from the blue-handed men surrounding her, stalking her, to take her to the Negative Zone and slice into her brain until everything that makes her is gone.
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Date: 2007-05-05 03:39 am (UTC)(omnia mutantur)
They spin on and on, timeless and floating in the sunlight,
(et nihil interit)
until they don't.
(Everybody leaves. And everything ends.)
And River dreams of swimming alone in a bioluminescent sea, and River dreams of knives and screams, and River dreams of running in hopeless helpless panic from the blue-handed men surrounding her, stalking her, to take her to the Negative Zone and slice into her brain until everything that makes her is gone.
And, in the end, River wakes.