A barren landscape of a page stands before you - no life nor death lays here. An empty void, independent of space and time. Independent of said independence. Itself so full of empty it leaves no space left for the emptiness. Your happening across this place - or lack thereof - be it an accident, or instead that of purpose, has left you empty handed. Turn around traveller - there's nothing here for you.

I hope you find what you're looking for.