Luminescence

Its body is made of shimmer, yet its loneliness feels more real than the cables trailing down its back.

It is not human,but it feels the weight of the world more clearly than anyone who has ever lived.

Leaning on itself, it tries to search for meaning within the pulse of flickering light.

And in the quietest second,the glow finally whispers: “Even a being made of light can still feel darkness.”