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"have you ever just wanted to feel this deep connection with the world?"

like?

"like... like you belong. i think that's what i'm looking for?"

well, to find out you just.. have to let go first.

maybe you should get a picture.

"what?"

a picture. of the sky and the water. you said you liked photography.

"oh. well, i haven't got anything to take a picture with."

that's what your eyes are for.

"i really do love photography. the thought of it always intrigued me. it's just so... dreamy. capturing one fragment of time. just how i see it. it's like a way i can show my perspective to the world."

an art.

"yeah. something like that."

the picture that was painted on the world out front was breathtaking. almost too good to be true, that is, if he wasn't standing at death's door. the rose color of the sky had darkened, orange even showing up. the sun was almost completely gone now.

"i really do wish i could get a picture of this. does this place seem weird to you though?"

it feels.. significant.

"like we're the only two people in the world."

for all we know, we are.

"ha. that's not good for the fate of this planet."

the planet will continue on, i assure you.

"what do you find significant about this?"

everything. all of it... combined. how the world is in perfect harmony. it's the sum of life.

"...is death involved? in this.. sum of life?"

"of course it is. it always is."

"how?"

would any of this be quite so beautiful, were it everlasting?"

he thought about it. would it?

"i dunno. i just feel like i'm some... spectator."

spectator?

"like i'm just looking at something. i don't feel apart of this grand design."

is that why you said you feel far from the world?

"i suppose so, yeah."

i believe that is just your perspective.

"like a narrow mind?"

an obscured line of sight.