IIt's been a while since I've seen earth... I miss the green trees and the blue sky. Can I imagine those colors anymore? All I see is the dark nothingness of space.
It feels like I'm only five hundred meters high but the moon is far below me... It doesn't matter... Only cranking matters..
I...
MUST...
KEEP...
CRANKING...
MY...
BIRD...
The cold here must make it lose capacity, but I don't care. I just keep on cra...
What? It has negative capacity?
My bird has turned inside-out and is now sucking the energy out of the universe!
I keep on cranking with my numb, freezing hands but it has no effect. We are approaching the ground at alarming speed.
I guess this is how it all ends...
Goodb