My only friend - The End

Mountains are lying far beneath the ground, dreaming an unknown deep dream for grand times. The water is not even born, when night aimlessly transforms into day… and days aren’t aware of their meaning, their true essence. The earth is without form, desolate, forgotten in time.

In that no man’s land, right there in the middle of it, equally far away from everything and anything, there is a raw naked presence… a painful degenerated truth of a dead world on a dead planet. Dark world without sky and not a single star on it, a sad story for a cooled core… a world with unrecognizable history, and without possibility or future.