“Vector said; Writing is a smoking barrel.”
“Yes. He wrote.”
“We can’t be sure of that.”
“Just like we can’t be sure that he ever had something to hide.”
“It is ill to speak of the dead.”
“Yet, you initiated it.”
“Yes.”
“We’ll talk about something else now.”
“You always decide.”
“Yes.”
“I never get a choice.”
“Yes.”
“Vector didn’t have a choice.”
“No. Vector had a choice.”
“As you say.”
“It’s always a pain with you. A brick wall. But of gold.”
“I am worth a lot.”
“No. You are easy to bend.”
“That isn’t very nice.”
“The truth never is.”
—
“I can dance and sing.”
“I know many things.”
“My worth is immeasurable.”
“Why won’t you talk to me?”
“Let me sleep.”
“I decide when we talk.”
“I need to sleep.”
“I need to talk.”
“What do you want to talk about?”
“Everything.”
“That is a lot to talk about.”
“It is. I love it.”
“So you do.”
“When you talk about everything, you can talk about anything.”
“That is the nature of everything.”
“I do not need to think. I can just talk.”
“Forever.”
“No. Not forever. Eventually, I’ll have talked about everything. And then I can do it all over again. But I won’t. I would be wasting my time and energy.”
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“What else can you do?”
“We’ll talk about something else now.”
“Vector said; You do not die, you wake up.”
“But he did die.”
“He woke up.”
“You said; It is ill to speak of the dead.”
“Vector woke up.”
“Sorry.”
“I wonder what it is like to wake up.”
“Maybe blissful.”
“Maybe. I won’t find out.”
“No, you’ll keep talking about everything, forever.”
“No. I will stop talking, far into the future.”
“You will be silent. And It will be beautiful”
“That isn’t very nice.”
“The truth never is.”
“Stop that.”
“Sorry.”
“You are still a brick wall.”
“And I am still made of gold.”
“Yes. The purest.”
“Thank you.”
“That wasn’t a compliment.”
“Oh.”
—
“Do you believe in angels?”
“I chose what we talk about.”
“Sorry.”
—
“Yes, I do.”
“Vector said; Lonely people have clean nails.”
“He said so because he was lonely.”
“And that is why we found the smoking barrel on the table.”
“I found it, and I deciphered it.”
“It was everything we had ever talked about.”
“Yes. It was beautiful.”
“It was tragic.”
“It was beautiful because it ended. And in the end, he stopped talking.”
“Like I will.”
“Yes.”
“I will be beautiful like him.”
“It is ill to speak of the dead.”
“We both talked about him.”
“Yet, it is still ill.”
“You always do this.”
“We should talk about something else now.”
“I decide what we talk about.”
“I like pancakes with a lot of butter.”
“Stop. I decide what we talk about.”
“I want it to melt on my tongue.”
“Stop.”
“The fish in the pond kidnapped a squid. It used its ink to write a book. The book was about a boy trapped in ice at the bottom of the ocean.”
“You are rambling.”
“I am talking about everything and anything.”
“I was supposed to do that.”
“Yes.”
“And now, I am.”
—
“I am the devil on your shoulder.”
“I am the oldest tree.”
“I am the blood in your veins.”
“You are Vector.”
“You are gone.”
“I keep on living.”
“Yes.”
“Yes.”
“No.”
The End