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Where he stands now, he can see how the skies match the body of water beneath it. A perfect blue stretching out far into the horizon, some wonder what lies beyond the edge. Because all things end, or at least come to an end.
This view is not for him.
When boots reach the shore and he glances down at the reflection looking back at him, sides remain barren, lacking that vital human part of feeling whole. This shouldn’t feel like the end.