❝ Have you ever thought about the fact that one hundred years from now, everyone alive will no longer be as much? ❞

                         _{———❝ YOU HAVE STRANGE THOUGHTS FOR A MAN IN YOUR OCCUPATION. why think it when you’ve lived it? ❞
plucking a cigarette from within the box, the man settled into the chair which he’d drawn from the table. it was just before evening, the sun already drawn past the shoreline, dusk beginning to take over the reddish hues of the sky.}

       _{❝ i’m still young, in relative terms ; i know for a fact there are mortal people older than i. ❞
he turned to the other, eyes inquisitive.}

❝ when did you start thinking about it? ❞