A fragment from the next chapter of Sideshow Hearts
Sudri, the last warrior of the Myrkalfar with his powered exoskeleton still intact. While standing just under five feet tall, he is a giant of his species, but now he sits on a bench. Breathing his meditation of *inhale* this may be *exhale* my last breath. Tragically he had done this for eons. He is living in an ever more ironic acceptance of mortality. It is ironic because his death would not come until after discovering the master of this universe. For he knew it was dying. The Myrkalfar are the maggots of higher beings. When they are born, the universe is at a point of failure if symbolically, a God is like a star, then A Myrkalfar is a Blackhole. But not independent, not entering a solar system to devour. They are the black hole that the star will become. A Starchild of consciousness that will take its father's role though both are changed in the convergence. Sudri is seeking whoever is in charge of this labyrinth of doors. This maze of compartments and he