Hello? Can you hear me?
I do, loud and clear.
Hey, it’s been a while.
It has been, my dear.
I long to hear your sonnets, your stories of old.
Are you certain? My words may become your undoing.
I’ll stay. I’ll be your lovely audience.
Despite your own heart shattering?
Despite the whole world ending.
We’ll be on the top of it all, still standing.