Your existence is but a test.
Your eyes are closed, you cannot move.
How did you use your time?
You stare back at the bluish black figures stretching your eyesight.
Do you know who your Creator is?
Should you answer or does your silence get a pass?
They disappear.
A promise of better things whispers in your ears.
A truth of bitter rings flashes beneath you.
Your eyes, ears, nose all attacked with lilting silk.
An unimaginable warmth looms ahead.
