“perhaps”

Worthy foe or wasted felon

Fasting waste of a foul wench

A hopeless tale

Nobody

Left

But

The finale

The last human

The final collective

Nothing left in her limbs

Lungs plunged and pierced

Laid on the pride of the land

Her victory over him

What about them

The unknown spacestaraviourcraft

staring

gazing

lying

but

The End.

-J.