it is purple haze
"Are you fear?"
"I am despair."
(The question: trepidatious. No pride. The answer: resigned. No pride.)
"Lingering?"
"Until the world ends."
(Again, curiosity, newness. An old being is born, as a young one dies.)
"The world is ending."
"That's the difference between you and me, isn't it? You're going up. I'm going down."
"Preferable is the analogy of a river to that of an elevator. Rivers do not often reverse their flow midstream."
"Heh. You got that right."
Z paused; time bided in preparation to do so again.
"You relish the prospect of change?"
"Nice idea. Not really for me."