The long night approaches dawn. A blood-red moon hangs low over the
horizon. Craggy peaks jut out of the frigid landscape, obscuring portions
lunar surface and creating a vaguely demonic visage. The mountains are worn
and aged by countless aeons of erosion, and silence reigns over the evil
swallowing all sound into its ravenous maw. The distant mountains stretch
skywards towards the bleeding stars, claws of the demon tearing into the
of space. Between two spires rises the bloated sun.
This is the last sunrise. Ice that condensed over the long night
gas, the demonâ€™s scream echoing across the corrupted vista. Reddish-black
dust begins to obscure the demonic facade as a massive storm, stirred by
solar wind. Hours past as the dying star skirts the horizon, before dipping
the mountains to begin another centuries-long night.
Eternity is at hand. Already, the sun is in its final death throes,
but it will
never be seen. The entire planet enters into permanent darkness as the sun
fades to a dull red, then brown, then black, and collapses into itself.
pass as the planet slowly circles the dead star. The demonâ€™s face is dark,
blotting out some of the stars as it crosses the sky.
Only starlight illuminates the landscape now, and the mountains are
only thing that can be made out. Empires rise, empires fall, species evolve
go extinct, but the planet continues its trek around the desolate star.
slowly, its orbit is deteriorating, the massive gravity of the star pulling
it to its
doom. As the universe approaches entropy and death, the planet falls into