“You’re thinking about it again,” sighed Sprite. “Walking up the road to the afterlife.”

“Everything ends, man,” said Spectre. “Even ideas like us.”

“Ideas of what?” asked Sprite. “We don’t even know what we are. For all you know we’re a memory of a circus that burned down.”

“Now that would be in-tents,” pondered Spectre.

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