©2021 Michael Raven
The last star flickered as she watched, struggling against the inevitable. She didn’t blame it; stars are stars and they burn so hard but, like everything, it had a lifetime and that was about to expire as well. She wasn’t one to rush things, and so she watched it flicker flicker and wink out. She took it within her and then there was only darkness.
She sat in the darkness out of reverence for a spell before turning around, walking through the door behind her and closing it on the dead universe as she left. Her job was done.