Second Night [There's no sign of the morning coming]

[space_ripper]

Change...is good; call it evolution, if you will. This is simply the beginning of one very long night.

Comments

[myscarsmiles]

What are we evolving too and from, Mr. Brando?

[space_ripper]

From animals to civilized humans.

[myscarsmiles]

Some would argue the other way.

[space_ripper]

Some would, most won't argue the point.

[fogliadacero]

Survival of the fittest, Dio?

[space_ripper]

Exactly, Kaede.

[fogliadacero]

You're a ruthless, ruthless man, aren't you?

[space_ripper]

I pride myself on that.

[pirata_bello]

But that always means another day is coming.

[space_ripper]

Disgustingly optimistic, aren't you?

[pirata_bello]

I do try.

[space_ripper]

Take it elsewhere. I'm still amazed there's anyone in this city that can be optimistic.

[toothsomehound]

Is it micro or macro?

[space_ripper]

Micro.

[toothsomehound]

Then I wouldn't get too excited.

[space_ripper]

You wouldn't.

[spiaconcioccie]

Everyone's being so vague lately....

[space_ripper]

There's no point in being specific.

[spiaconcioccie]

Hmm. Why not? Specifics can confuse more than vague words if you pick the right thing to say.

[space_ripper]

No one really needs to know of what I speak except for those who already do...So specifics are not necessary.