C282 They Were Righteous

Black Impermanence gazed at White Impermanence, who was casually sipping water, with a look of bewilderment. Struggling to sit up, he scrutinized the cup in White Impermanence's hand, yet nothing seemed amiss. Scanning the surroundings, Black Impermanence failed to spot anything that could possibly elicit joy.

Approaching White Impermanence, Black Impermanence gently tapped his head