Jackie's dingy art corner

Hey there! Are you reading this? Awesome!

So...here's a story for you.
Long ago I came to be, unkowing and truly naive. I developed a mind, a way of being. "The great reset is coming!", a past me would be exclaiming. At the occasional turn, my current version fizzles out. A finite burn, no matter how stout.

Born with a face and eyes to see, I can't recognize my face sadly. Every molt tossed away, left in the sand to decay. You will se me molt again, for permanence is a nonexistant gain.