You threw light down the void.

Watched as it was stolen from you, its particles of warmth, carriers of i n f o r m a t i o n dashing around desperately

before being consumed by the darkness.

But that always was its destiny, to be consumed

Either by the cold walls of the dark void, or the heat-hungry biology of your pupil.

Your bios, constantly starving for heat

sodium channels byiting bites off of walls



Little more is learned, only confirmation of continous stones


it reaches the edges of vizibility

gone.