when the world leaves you to die
broken and bleeding
alone in darkness
you feel the need to reach out
and embrace cold death
anything is better than this
no one hears your cries
of agony and torment
uninviting black in all sides
this place so cold
so alien
yet so familiar
nowhere
but
everywhere
you wait for the light
of your soul to fade
and be snuffed out
like a candle in the wind
floating endlessly sudden warmth
fills you
your eyes heavy
still able to see something
an angel?
or death in disguise?
you try to move but your arms and legs
seem to weigh heavy on you
and there you wait
then the angel floats near you
her smile lights up the darkness
"fear not young one this is not your fate"
her warm hand embraces you
and you fly through the darkness
she swings a great blade
that slices the darkness
like it was a thin blanket
you see light ahead
then the warm sun touches and coaxes your flesh
you begin to close your eyes waiting for the sun
then you feel solid ground underneath you
grass a welcome feeling
then the angel speaks again
"young one I am Din"
her voice now like silk running over your ears
"this world is now in existance and you will live here"
you nod
she smiles
and then takes to the skies
you watch as she flies away
covered in flames
but showing no pain.....
