Stanton

And... the darkness was born. There was absolutely no light to be found. You couldn't even see the moon or the stars. Only the sound of a slow, rustling wind that adorned itself up the darkness could be heard."I wonder... I guess I just do..."And unexpectedly, a person's voice could be heard. It was a boyish, but somewhat high-pitched voice."You just do?"Another pressing voice was heard. This one seemed as if it was younger, perhaps the voice of a boy. There was a brief moment of silence, before the first voice which spoke resounded out again. The tone of the voice had the conotation of confirmation something for themselves as well as travelling outwards, informing a personless place of what it had to say."Well, every now and then, don't you consider yourself a useless, foolish, and diminuitive existence? An incredibly ugly existence...""I'm not sure why, but sometimes there are times when I feel that way. But, when those times occur, I feel like I should look to other things. Like the world, or how other people live and how beautiful and wonderful they are. I guess I could think of it as my passion. I always want to know more and more about them, so to achieve that, I feel like I have to continue travelling."After that, there was a short moment of silence, before the conversation continued again."Sure there's bound to be sad things and painful things that occur in my journey, but as I travel from place to place, there will always be something."