Feb 18, 2011 21:04
I do not quite understand all the ambiguity here. It is February 2031. There is snow on the ground and you will see that I have left footprints there. Would I have done that if it was February 2011? We have grown and changed, all of us.
And (mostly) immortal though I may be, the passage of time remains the same. I have felt every single one of the past twenty years, punctuated as they have been by Khaos' silly tricks.
We are still alive, dear ones. Do not wish your decades away.
event; in a minute there is time