I skipped yesterday because it was nothing interesting. Just a continuous stream of nothing the entire day except for a slight throbbing in my bite wound.
It is sunset now. The colors are quite beautiful this time of night. The light refracting through the air molecules in the sky have smeared yellow, green, and purple over the great canvas of Earth's atmosphere. I remember my grandmother telling me that when the sun would set, the sky would be pink, purple, and blue. How I wish I could have seen it myself.
Occasionally, a slight twinkle will break the barrier and reach my eyes. A star, of whom's light has traveled googleplexes of kilometers to get to Earth and be seen by a doomed soul on a night like this one. I think I will rest with this in mind.
I cannot write anymore, it is getting too dark to see.
-G.G.
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To Humanity
Science FictionI fear that this will be lost to time. However, if it remains preserved long enough for a healthy human being to come across it, I hope that it is of use. Whomever finds this, please utilize my words for research of the future. -G.G. (This journal...
