8/6/2016: Thoughts

8/6/2016: Thoughts

A Story by heckos

We begin and end our years with winter. The sleeping time, the resting time, the binding of time together into which we wander cyclically through ages of stories, of tragedies, of triumphs and struggles. Just as we sleep to wait for the coming day, the Earth sleeps softly and wakes into the springtime, rejuvenated and reborn out of last year’s leaves and into this one’s. Never ending, never slowing, ever constant is the passage of time and space, around us and with us as we are all so, so small in this grand scheme. Infinitesimal and insignificant in singular, but invaluable as a whole.

© 2016 heckos


Author's Note

heckos
Comments are appreciated, but I'm not interested in actual critique. Thank you!

My Review

Would you like to review this Story?
Login | Register




Share This
Email
Facebook
Twitter
Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


Stats

109 Views
Added on August 6, 2016
Last Updated on August 6, 2016
Tags: prose, winter, snow, seasons, time, passage, existential, introspective, sleep, human, humanity, space

Author

heckos
heckos

NY



About
I'm an art student studying animation and illustration, but I also have a love for reading and writing. My favorite genre is fantasy, and I have a webcomic called Frames. more..

Writing
Running Running

A Story by heckos