The loss of sensation has crept from your toes to your shoulders. It's finally time.
The walls abandon shape, fading and twisting into a white blur. You lose sight until even the light extinguishes and becomes transparent. The sudden darkness steals the warmth from your lips. You feel a frosty pit in your chest for a second then it is replaced by numbness.
Slowly... you hear your heart beat it's final song. Your breathing is hollow. Contently you draw your last breathe and allow the void to take you.
You drift aimlessly through the shadows towards a black fog. Death is absolute, the end is imminent. With a sorrowful glance you turn your head and watch as the tunnel of light behind you slowly shrinks as you slip further and further away.
You squint and notice movement through the window of light behind you. The shapeless forms becomes a figure and you find yourself staring at your younger self. As the winds of purgatory carry you to the other side, you watch a memory for the last time...
What is this memory? Was it a significant moment in your life or was it rather mundane? Was it a memory of joy or sadness, or both perhaps? As you have one final glance at your life before taking the final leg of your journey, what do you see?
The walls abandon shape, fading and twisting into a white blur. You lose sight until even the light extinguishes and becomes transparent. The sudden darkness steals the warmth from your lips. You feel a frosty pit in your chest for a second then it is replaced by numbness.
Slowly... you hear your heart beat it's final song. Your breathing is hollow. Contently you draw your last breathe and allow the void to take you.
You drift aimlessly through the shadows towards a black fog. Death is absolute, the end is imminent. With a sorrowful glance you turn your head and watch as the tunnel of light behind you slowly shrinks as you slip further and further away.
You squint and notice movement through the window of light behind you. The shapeless forms becomes a figure and you find yourself staring at your younger self. As the winds of purgatory carry you to the other side, you watch a memory for the last time...
What is this memory? Was it a significant moment in your life or was it rather mundane? Was it a memory of joy or sadness, or both perhaps? As you have one final glance at your life before taking the final leg of your journey, what do you see?
