It’s a sad truth, but we all die alone. Whatever your great plans, intricate schemes, and lofty goals, it’s all just the eternal passage of time, less relevant than the much longer lived wilds of nature all around us. Although even that fades. Our sun will turn into a red giant, nuclear flame will scorch the earth, and one more tiny planet, out of billions in the known universe, will cease to exist.
On that uplifting tone, I wanted to capture the absolute nihilism of existence in this illustration for my novel The Black Seas of Infinity.

You can pick up the novel here https://tinyurl.com/ypsa5zdz

I’m running a Kickstarter where the novel is available in a limited, signed and numbered hardcover edition!
You can check that out here https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/danhenk/down-highways-in-the-darkby-demons-driven

We all eventually die. What does it all mean?