-William-
Death… a funny thing. We knew it existed, yet we didn’t know why, how, or where. We just knew it was a place to go once your time on earth was done. It existed in a way that time and love did too. You could not touch it. It was just there.
I tried wrapping my head around it as I flowed through the darkness, hoping to see some kind of… light, maybe, or a sign that I had reached the heavens. But who knew if I even would? Maybe I was going somewhere else. I was not an innocent person. Blood stained my hands and clothes, making me the cold man I was. Yet, strangely enough, I also felt warm. Should I be feeling warm in death?
Suddenly, a light appeared. I tried to reach for it, but it came to me on its own, starting as nothing but a small round circle that grew bigger and bigger u
