Well for the last five minutes of 2022 in my time zone I present to you a vampire gaze, a litany of unspoken regret, a shadow that haunts the shattered and blasted road of a life under the bloated, nuclear shine of a sun in eternal eclipse. It's always winter here, thank you very much, hide the fangs behind a hand with nails far too long, and behind the clouds and beyond the fortress was a hope I used to know.
Ah well. Tomorrow is a new day for most of you, it's luss as an old friend of mine used to say, and though I'll stay in this place locked forever in a war with myself I hope that for you it brings what you hope to find.
Time for fireworks, yes?
Happy new year.