Transience

I like the stars. It’s the illusion of permanence, I think. I mean, they’re always flaring up and caving in and going out.

But from here, I can pretend…

I can pretend that things last. I can pretend that lives last longer than moments.

Gods come, and Gods go. Mortals flicker and flash and fade.

Worlds don’t last; and starts and galaxies are transient, fleeting things that twinkle like fireflies and vanish into cold and dust.

But I can pretend.

(Destruction, Sandman Brief Lives by Neil Gaiman)