Soot covered Bones, Twice Reflected

In the end, I truly had no meaning.

The world won't remember me. Everything that made what
we know up is now gone. Lost to time.

And yet... That truly is everything.

We are nothing. We are
tiny specks in this great endless cycle.

But we are alive! And as long as we live,
we will forever turn nothing into something!

In the end, I truly had no meaning!
I was free to do as I pleased!

Embrace the nothingness, little one!
For you are everything!