30.EPILOGUE.73: December 23, 2003 --
INFINITY.
INTERLUDE THIRTEEN:
"Sedna."
Sedna: a tiny, dark object at the furthest reaches of our solar system, past Pluto, three quarters the size of Pluto, 13 billion kilometers away, with an orbit of 10000 years. Planet-like, cold, moonless, and dead.No sound. Ice made of air. The sky is black, the sun a tiny star. One foot after the other. Rocks made of frozen air. One foot after the other. Ice shattering. Rocks black, cold, scattered. Shadows in the darkness. The sky, scattered distant pinpricks. The ground, infinite black. My eyes flicker, making reds and greens, neural feedback. The eyes need to see something, can never just see blackness. There always has to be some input, even if the input is a lie. Self-generated input. One foot after the other. Wind so cold I can't even feel it. One foot after another, no sound. Ice made of frozen air gently drifting upwards, slowly settling down: the must be imagined because it cannot be seen. Sun a pinprick. One cycle every ten and a half thousand years. The ground here is cold. Minus four hundred degrees. One day takes twenty. One foot after the other. Cold rocks. Eyes burning in the black. One foot after the other. No sound, but I can still hear voices. Memories and a perpetual ringing in my ears. There always has to be some input. Even if the input is a lie.
--Interlude Ten
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