It’s not your fault, Son. After all you went through, they still didn’t follow instructions.
“It didn’t work. There’s too much suffering. What can we do?”
Shut it down. Just like I started it 6024 years ago.
And God said, “Let there be no light.”
And there was no light.
Harry Demarest wrote this story.
really eerie
I think we already have the no light part. Just wondering what’s next. Well alluded to!
A tragic story of a world full of tares.
This reminds me of the end of C. S. Lewis’s The Last Battle, when Father Time reaches out and crushes the sun in his hand. Majestically sad.