Something Ends Something Begins Novels & Stories

This wasn’t the end of anything. But the beginning of something different. Something I wasn't even sure I could name.

Full circle. And just beginning.

Not as pressure. As movement. I nod. “Tomorrow,” I repeat. And just like that— everything begins.

Some endings don’t need words. They just need someone to notice.

“This ends now.” ***

That little was way too hard for her. Clearly, old age is the state of a human being parallel to early infancy. Old age is hardly capable of doing the usual things, which is akin to early infancy. Old age needs nursing - the care and comfort adequately bestowed on infants. Yet, the only contrast which generates malignant rust annihilating the parallelism of the two-time elements is the love and lavished effort granted to infants than the old people.

This isn't going to end so easily or say it was just the beginning. To be Continued...

Maybe it just… becomes something new. And maybe, just maybe, that’s enough. The end

This was the end, yet the beginning. *** ~THE END~ (Woah woah, keep calm! Swipe or scroll to the next page👉🏾 Announcement for you!)

⸻ Not final. ⸻ Not complete. ⸻ But real. ⸻ Back in the control room— no one spoke. ⸻ Because they understood. ⸻ This wasn’t the end. ⸻ This was the beginning— ⸻ of something entirely new.