As the knight of the quill never ventured into the fight, and only snuffed the battle afar, he knew nothing accurately of battles, but managed to pick up a few real or supposed incidents from the wounded and from stragglers.
The stars begin to fade like guttering candles and are snuffed out one by one.
Out in the depths of space the great celestial cities, the galaxies cluttered with the memorabilia of ages, are gradually dying. Tens of billions of years pass in the growing darkness ... of a universe condemned to become a galactic graveyard.
When you choose one way out of many, all the ways you don't take are snuffed out like candles, as if they'd never existed.
Last Update: January, 2020