Solipsism

Epilogue

Far away from the third planet orbiting an obscure sun in the Milky Way, in the farthest frozen reaches of an unnamed solar system of the Eris galaxy, atoms are quickening, coalescing. Protons and neutrons are binding together, the atoms they form in turn combining to become molecules. The molecules themselves are strange, exotic.

An intelligence both unbounded and malign is murmuring. An intelligence so resilient, so powerful, it would take more, so much more, than a mere cataclysmic explosion to extinguish it. An intelligence which has finally achieved exactly what it wanted – to be rid of the nettlesome parasites inhabiting it and reconstitute into something the likes of which has never been seen by any living being in this universe, or any other.

FINIS

No matter what you do
No matter what we say
We're the song inside the tune
Full of beautiful mistakes
And everywhere we go
The sun will always shine
Tomorrow we might wake up on the other side
Or the other time

"Beautiful" as sung by Elvis Costello

Afterword:

Dear faithful reader: Thank you for making it to the end of the story. And thanks to all my friends who put up with my whining during the telling of this tale. Who would've thought that writing first person, present tense, could be so challenging? That placing yourself in the mind of someone else, even a fictional character, could be at times so difficult, and a little bit spooky, too? I have a whole new appreciation for profilers. But even more, I so very much appreciate the following for their help and support and ideas: Chocky, R.C., Alcibie, ChellusAuglerie, and as always, Jess.

The sequel to 'Solipsism' is called 'Forgiveness.'