Sunlight

I watch as the sunset disappears out of sight, never out of mind though. Why does the sight make me so somber? I ask myself that question so often that you would think that I would answer it. Yet, I never seem to answer it because there are so many reasons. Is it because I am sad to see the sun go down? The way the light reflects as it goes? Or is it some less profound reasoning?

The reason quickly becomes more obvious as the day goes on, for me at least. I am near three others and they don't seem to ponder this question at all. I envy their ability to focus on the future, while I'm stuck looking back. Maybe that's why the sun setting seems so sad to me. No time to wonder though, the four of us make haste to our next destination.

As we travel by foot, I continue to wonder a many of things. Like whether or not all of this is worth it or if anything will change. There is no answer that I can comfort myself with. And so, I must content myself with possibilities.

As we make it to our final destination for our arduous mission, the others begin to fidget in worry. Were we too late? Did we find the right place? A multitude of questions begin to pop up between the group. Is this the best thing for us? There's really only one way to know for sure and that's to go forward.

Looking forward has always been difficult for me, more so than the others. We all lost so much and came so far. Will this place have the answers? I hope for the others sake that they do. I can always delude myself into thinking of the past and hoping for the future. It has been what has kept me going after all.

We come across an entrance that looks like it has seen things that no person ever has. We walk carefully through the gate and make our way forward. The others get angsty and start to make haste. What we find could very well change our futures... and I don't know what to think of that.

The setting sun has always been a sight for me and I know that I can count on it to happen everyday. I just wish I didn't have to see it with everything else in my line of sight. The destruction is immense and indescribable. My group and I search for others, but find no one. We got here too late...

No one has any idea as to where to go from here. Do we continue forward or do we go back the way we came? We're all so tired and can't seem to bring ourselves to hope any longer. We gave up that dawn.

The sun sets across the sky one last time for us. We watch as it lowers and watch as our doom comes closer. This was our last chance for survival and we missed it. The launching of the rocket had already gone and passed. If any people made it in time, we were none the wiser. All around us the world shakes and rattles. The planet is beginning to collapse within itself and the four of us were the last to see it happen. Experience it for ourselves and brace one another for our last day.

The sun will continue to rise and set... I just won't get to see it ever again.