“I dream of a paler moon, so I will finally be able to fully belong to the dark and hide.” Two figures sat on a cliff edge high above a vibrant water. The sea led a violent barrage against a sandy and rocky beachfront that sounded out loud claps far beneath the two and their dangling feet, echoing across the edge of the land.

  “You’re gloomy,” one snickered. “Okay, I want an all-powerful sun, so all the hiding shadows shall disappear and everything will be open.” The sea below them kept raging on, and became more and more angry, its waters rising up the cliff’s base.

  “I prefer a simple life, filled with just the people I love and I’d be the happiest.”

  “I desire the most extravagant life possible, but of course I’d still share it.”

  “I want a great big yacht so I can go anywhere, even into that angry sea.” The sea level rose again, climbing the cliff’s wall higher and higher as the tide kept coming back and the waves kept building.

  “I’d be fine with a room and a tv, I could see everything.”

  “Not in person.”

  “Whatever.” They were silent for a moment or two. But the water clashed and bashed into the stone cliff like it was sinking its hooks in to work itself higher up.

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  “I dream of my descendants living in a bountiful world, one that has the same beauty I see in it.”

  “Too late.”

  “I still dream.” They paused.

  “I want a Coke. And that’s what I wish my children could have too.”

  “They might find one.”

  “They won’t exist.”

  “Not yet.” One met the eyes of the other, then they both laughed.

  “Funny guy.”

  “What do you say we just ignore this impending crisis?”

  “Laying it on thick, huh.”

  “Someone has to.” They both turned towards the glimmering sea that reflected the shining sun among the white strips of cloud, ignoring the brewing chaos that was getting too close beneath their feet.

  “I dream and dreamt of many things.”

  “Me too.”

  “I couldn’t do them.”

  “Me neither.”

  “And basically no one else did or will.”

  “Yeah.”

  “We were so focused but so ignorant.” The sea was close.

  “Shouldn’t have put it off.”

  “And we were limited.” Their feet touched the water, causing small ripples in the wake.

  “Our wants unobtainable.”

  “And now everyone’s futures are also unobtainable.” The sea creeped up their legs.

  “We needed to start doing.”

  “Cause now there are no more Coke’s or Pepsi’s.”

  “And we didn’t.” The sea reached the top of the cliff and rushed over the grass and ground like a migrating horde.

  “Can’t watch The Kardashians now.”

  “Nope.”

  “No one else will see it either.” The water soaked their shirts as it steadily rose.

  “Yup.”

  “I miss the simple things now too.”

  “I miss what I neglected.” They sighed. The water had climbed to their necks, and then it rose, and rose, and then swallowed them whole. And in the distance, it was all blue, an endless expanse of constance and nothingness.