A Dragon of a Different Color (Heartstrikers, #4)

by Rachel Aaron

The whole human race would eventually be fossils on a tiny speck of rock flinging through the infinite dark of space, and when even that was devoured by their exploding sun, this—this spirit right here in front of her—was what they’d be. Nothing.

This was SO enormously great! Exactly my thoughts...

“Dude, that was insane. You’re a walking existential crisis! All that ‘look into the void, void looks back’ Nietzsche stuff.”