Chapter Nineteen
Yes, whited out. For I did not die in darkness, but rather awoke in light. Everything around me felt warm and quietly glorious, like gently coming out of a sweet, sweet dream. As I gradually opened my eyes, I became aware of the silver serenity of my surroundings, the placid quietness, so different from the ominous silence of the swamp, and as I lay there, looking down on our fragile majestic Earth, I was at peace.
“Am I dead?” I asked the question not out of fear, but curiosity.
“Not even a little bit.” Cassiopeia stood over me, beaming, smiling sweetly. Ever splendid, ever elegant. “I thought you could use some peace and calm after that ruckus down in the bayou.”
The sentiment reassured me. “Peace and calm, I like.” I beheld her, the beautiful, saintly moon maiden wh
