Two seas in a cod
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Just as suddenly as he had decided to stop and speak, he decided to sit and found himself a seat right where he had been standing. Despite his best intentions, goals to pay more attention to everything he was responsible for were half-hearted at best; motivation was hard to find anyway, and most of him figured that if things had been going on as long as they have already and nothing too horrible had exploded in his face, then maybe not doing anything at all wasn't a bad way to keep things. Then again, that could very well just be a convineint and self-serving excuse. The usual denial was still there, comfortable and easy to reach for, but he could never tell whether or not he was holding it or not.



Science says the sun will burn out and we'll all freeze to death, he replied matter-of-factly, Or else it'll start to implode and pull us all into a gravitational apocalypse. He shrugged. His days of rummaging through libraries were long since past and the curiosity of his youth had been eclipsed by the disinterest of an uncaring cynic. Whatever ended up happening, he would be dead long before it happened, so even look into it or dwell on it? And even if he were to live long enough to see the day, there would be nothing he could do about it (like everything else), so that didn't much matter either. But was the sun beautiful in the meantime? He used to think so.



Phoenix told me about you, he continued instead, not really caring to rebuttal any claims of beauty. Inferni's a load of trouble, hm. It was an unenthused claim, just like everything else he said, but Laruku had no desire on elaborating on his own complicated issues and past with the coyotes. Better to talk about the literal apocalypse than the many, many figurative ones. Laruku, he introduced for himself. Maybe the other would recognize it as the wayward alpha's name. Maybe not. He didn't think that really mattered either.


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