A wall of screens bathed the room in an eerie, pale light, each one flickering with images of the cosmos and strings of data that held a terrible truth. Dr. Stephen Behan sat amidst them, a silent figure in the heart of a storm he had helped to uncover. Thousands of miles away, in an office filled with stacks of papers and plans for public outreach, Dr. Seraphina Zhāng gripped the phone.
"Stephen ," Seraphina said, her voice coming through the phone as a spectral whisper against the backdrop of a world teetering on the precipice. "We need to tell them. We can't keep the truth from the world."
Stephen paused on the other end, his thoughts orbiting the revelation they had discovered together, the moon's impending catastrophe. "Sera," he began, a weary sigh eclipsing his voice, "they won't understand. It's not just the truth; it's the fear, the panic. We can't be certain about the consequences yet."
"We can't be certain about anything, Stephen ," she said, a hint of desperation in her tone. "Not the numbers, not the physics, not us. But the world deserves to know. To prepare. To hope."
"To despair, you mean," Stephen retorted, the acidic undertone tinging his words. "Hope is a luxury, Sera, one we cannot afford. We need to focus on finding a solution."
"And what if there is none?" she asked, her voice almost a whisper. "What then? Do we let them spend their last days in ignorance, fear? Or do we give them a chance to face it, united?"
A silence sprawled between them, the distance more than just the physical miles. It was the gap between logic and emotion, between cold numbers and warm hopes. A gap that, until now, their love had bridged.
POEM:
Falling down, in passion's radiant round,
In the silent cosmos, our beating hearts have found,
Calls me now, to the bitter, looming conclusion,
Our love, a comet’s tail, in celestial seclusion.
In asteroid's shadow, our destiny unwound,
A celestial ballad, in numbers and figures bound.
Falling down, passion’s burning crown,
As mankind trembles on oblivion’s doorstep, we're called to bear this crown of thorns.
Once in the ether, we were lost and then bound in darkness,
Through spectral whispers and radio waves that resound.
Now in this end, we stumble on the hallowed ground of the cosmos,
Our love, like gravity, pulls us down in sadness.
We found an end, where once was infinite space,
A cosmic dance interrupted, a relentless embrace.
A moon in mourning, Earth’s reflective face,
And hope, once whole, shatters in this place.
A love discovered, in the universe's silent sound,
Grows faint, as world’s chaos all around.
Falling down, our shared dreams are drowned,
In a sea of stars, our certainty comes unwound.
A world tethered to the pull of despair's gown,
A future in tatters, a society broken down.
To the end of everything, we’re mercilessly bound,
The tapestry of hope, thread by thread, comes unwound.
Yet in the space between the stars and solid ground,
A glimmer persists, love’s resonance profound.
Falling down, yet rising in rebound,
In the face of the end, may new hope be found
lyrics
Falling down
passion found.
Calls me now
to the end of this conclusion.
I found hope and passion
falling down again.
We found an end
to everything whole.
Hope comes apart now.
Luma Fade is a Dream Pop entity from Clearwater, Florida.
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