Chapter 1 (1/2)

If The Sea Surface Were The Sky / Submarine Traumerei

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“What if there was no tomorrow?”

A ma.s.s of red-brown metal; noise; the corner of the submarine where stream is being pushed.

The captain lowers his voice.

A movie of panicking humans, the gentle last scene where the curtain flutters.

The striking novel, with sentences like rough waves; the last scene in which no one dies.

A story modeled after such artificial humans.

A young man flicks off the ashes of his cigarette which is now only four centimeters long.

The air hit the frosty wall and bounces off.

The voice of the captain.

“Reality is different from superficial entertainment--”

The young man stops his hand which holds the cigarette to his mouth.

It is static for five seconds. The camera changes.

“Nothing can be saved. It cannot reach a beautiful ending. Filthy things remain as filth.”

An unwavering gaze. The voice becomes more firm.