‘What do you want?’ was the first expressible concept that came to him. ‘What do you want? What do you want?’ he repeated to himself. ‘What is it?’ ‘No more pain. Staying alive,’ came the answer. And once again his concentration became so intense that not even the pain could distract him. ‘Staying alive? How?’ asked the voice of his soul. ‘Oh, life like it used to be. Happy and good.’ ‘Life like it used to be? Happy and good?’ came the voice. And in his imagination he started to run through the best times of his happy life.
Beautiful execution
