Nezryn13

I like the stars. It's the illusion of permanence, I think. I mean they're always flaring up and caving in and going out. But from here, I can pretend...I can pretend that things last. I can pretend that lives last longer than moments. Gods come, and gods go. Mortals flicker and flash and fade. World don't last; and stars and galaxies are transient, fleeting things that twinkle like fireflies and vanish into cold dust. But I can pretend...           -Neil Gaiman