The Song of the Epex

The end nears with the call of the epex. Beyond the glow of a great many stars, a great many people have encountered a terrible truth. The temperature is dropping permanently as the light of the sky begins to fade. There is no hope. A dying star is incapable of help. As the light slips away, the call of the epex becomes increasingly brilliant. It is here, in a valley between two balding peaks, that the creature sings her song. At once broken and then dutiful, the notes float into the air as a collective cry for the nations. Music cannot save them. And that was never the goal. But the simple song, with its simple performance, has softened the silence and brought the moon to tears. Life will carry on, just not here.