[Drunk and staggering...]

 

Drunk and staggering, I left a ball in honor of a salted dignitary no one likes (yet must find palatable) and drove off a cliff. Mid-fall down, about to become some morning inkrag's refreshing lemming in water, I animated those parts of the end of my life I found most pleasing to the eye. Hand, glass, sky...never before did they speak with such clarity, mean such little.