Issue 35, Final Fringe

I Will Miss You When You Are Gone

by Jacob Driscoll Issue 24 11.15.2010



If I could fly, I would be a real hero. I want so much to save the world. All I do now is exist, flightless. I have a plan, though. I have learned from the media that raised me that exposing myself to toxic radiation is the only way to become a hero. I have to poison myself to save myself. It is the only way.

In front of me is a child whose body is made of knives. His face is a young boy’s face, composed of shining razors. He has dark hair and pale skin and inky black eyes of infinite, screaming despair. He has been in front of me for thirty seven billion years, metal screeching on metal, shimmering with a nihilist’s desire.

“The thing that makes me lose all hope,” he tells me in a casual voice that echoes crisp and metallic, like he is speaking in a vast freezer, “is that everything is so temporary. No matter how good it gets, it ends. The End is always near. Nothing is permanent or forever. Even if she stayed, someday one of us would die and I would be alone again.”

I found love once. I almost married the woman of my dreams. When we met, she made me promise that I would never follow her. She ran away on our wedding day, and I obeyed by staying behind.

I found the knife-child in my apartment the next night, after everyone I knew had died.

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Jacob Driscoll

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Jacob Driscoll believes that you are a good person. He wants you to know you are not alone. He is cheering for you. Jacob lives and writes in Brooklyn. He has written interactive fiction for EN Publishing, including The Indomitable Fire Forest of Inennotdar and the upcoming The Dying Skyseer. He knows you can pull through this.