I am alone among the stars. I am a nomad. I am Nemo.
It is lovely and lonely out here. Each new wonder bites me with longing for a more recognisable beauty, for a time long past.
In my dreams, sometimes I stand under green birches again, my parents and sister chatter as they walk down the hill. In my dreams, sometimes I am still on earth when it arrives and I witness the destruction from the surface instead of from the ship. After those dreams I always wake with a start, but the tears only come when I remember where I am.
Earth is gone.
And I will be Nemo forevermore.
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Inspired by a Nightwish concert.
A Bolg? 