The lights are off in my apartment. I sit here late at night staring out over Manhattan through the curtain of snow. Thinking that I'm in a future civilization. Peering out at the handfulls of illuminated beacons from other settlements; they glow so faintly that it is just enough to wonder if there are any tauntauns out there. The world has grown desolate.
"The universe watches and tries to play tricks on you... it wants everything to be dust." - J.L.
Newest member to the League of Extraordinary Thesis Beards: Travis Tu.