Stars. All I could see was millions of stars—with one glowing brighter and bluer than the rest—and the air so cold, my breath froze to ice in my lungs. The journey took only seconds… or eons. Time held no meaning while floating through fathomless space. Assuming this was my reality now, I admired the sparkling amethysts and mauves surrounding me. The inky darkness felt like a weighted blanket—and I settled into the quiet that resonated deep in my tired bones. Beautiful.
