Boom!
Ugg what the hell happened oh my god!! that's a lot of blood!! where the hell is my other eye!! I can barely move everything feels like it's in pain.
I know this is the end for me and probably how Squibbion will end as a species one random 20-year-old covered in her own blood alone in a freezing world.
But is it the end? Sure, this is the end of my life and my species and all those we dragged down with us but that's been the 99 percent of all things that have ever lived even the mighty humanity the smartest animal that's ever lived so is this really, I shock.
How many others have been here before me billions I reckon endlings the last of their kind once there gone their species goes with them with their only hope of remembrance being rare fossilization or a close relative living on.
Life will go on it survived far worse than this I'm sure there's even some other Squid that will survive this if that does give me any comfort, they could just be the random thoughts of a dying woman.
There will be others to Silverswimmers, Fingerfish, Lungefish, Bugs, Blish. Blish like Friend oh Friend I what happened to Friend? the last time I saw him he was in the forest he can't stay there all the flowers will be dead and I won't be there to feed him.
If there are any last wishes I have, Friend wherever you are please go, south and let the wind carry your tiny wings to somewhere warm Find a mate and have lots of cute little baby blish maybe name one after me?
I know I'm just soup boxing, but if you could hear me, please listen to me.
Friend!! it's you it's really you oh yes Friend go south fly! fly as fast as your cute little wings can take you!
I can feel my vision getting blurry, but I don't mind this is my time this is a good place to end my life.
What the I could swear no is someone talking to me? no that's not talking it sounds like singing and what kind of singing voice is that why does it sound like they gargled Perfluoro butane?
I’ve seen a lot of things
places you ain’t ever been
floral beds and mountain heads
And pierce the clouds and
So where you wanna be?
Wanna be
Wanna be
Oh ya
They say I Steal a lot
Well, I could change you mind with a thought
An aggravating pestilence
I hope for better day
better days
better days
Oh, ya
And though I soar were the trash go's
The places the moribund roam
Right down by the slime mold's
I’ve said it before my friends
I swear I’m not like those
I got my days man
I got my days man
You pass me by on the daily
Well how do you see me?
A pest or a deadbeat
You don’t know the half of it
my life is amazing
I got my days though
I got my days though
I can hear a voice coming from somewhere around me it's really hard to tell it sounds friendly though like a nice inviting whisper coming to guide me to whatever comes next
Everything's flashing ugh it's flashing so bright I can barely see anything I'm seeing strange things, creatures from earth's past and bizarre creatures yet to come.
Now I can hear a single voice whispering in my ear and a single arm reaching out to me
"Come now my child much must be done"