Tag: architecture

At about this time of night, the village ducks go insane.
There we are. Simple as that.
We all fall into darkness.
I do hope it’s amusing.
What happens in the end?
And before that, of course, he was nothing at all.
She needs a moment to knock her thoughts into shape.
Still, it is hard not to wonder what he might look like.
But the world will ask us questions.
I don’t know. I’ll have to think about it.
It is a time of beginnings for those who can make them.
The whole house is haunted. It will not let her go.
It moves at speed, with a rattle and rumble.
This is the landscape from a future that has already been and gone.
What a nice thing to happen.
What were you planning to do this morning?
There is an indefinable feeling, now, that the game is over.
There was no logic to it, though.
I hear that hollow silence of abandonment.
People don’t travel so much these days.
None of this is normal, of course.
Inside, everything is quiet.
The winner always writes the history.
I thought about that for a moment.
Prophets have a short shelf-life.
I was a nobody, a little ant scraping away at the soil.
And right there and then I lost the faith, and I never got it back.
I didn’t want to stop anyway.
I’m not going to give up.
How can this be trouble?
If we’re going out, we’re going out in style.
Why do you think it matters?