Ephemera- Of Fire and Ash

Tranquil

This chapter is a god-send, having what most of you want, any idea what could it be?

I always wanted to write about what happens, what you see when you are dead, so yeah i did try it in this chapter, I have never tried it before so please leave honest opinions.

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ALSO READ THE PROLOGUE, I COMPLETELY CHANGED IT, and leave your honest opinions on it.

I really hope you like the chapter and the twist it introduces!
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Was he dead? That was the only question that resonated through their entire beings.

Yudhishthira's pov

I was feeling exhausted, and the thought in my mind on how I want to go on. My body slowly, giving up. Mentally I did not want to give up. Denial of death.

Then acceptance, I gave up and its just like falling asleep. My eyes felt heavy, and the world began to disappear under my closing lids. The world surely unfocused, like squinting my eyes shut.

I did not want to succumb to this impending darkness, I felt numb, I could not move, even breathing felt like an effort. I was trying but it felt like someone was dancing on my chest, my lungs felt like they would burst out any moment, I could not feel my own body.

Suddenly I felt like someone yanked me out of it and suddenly it became peaceful, it felt peaceful to die. I saw nothing but darkness but for the first time, my mind was at peace. I could not remember anything, what I based my life on. No, nothing at all, no one I knew nor any insecurities. My mind was blank.

Happiness lay in dying.

It was peaceful to die. All the problems of the world long-forgotten and the promise of a better new world- far away from here. It was not just a moment ago that I was suffering in life yet nothing of it could be remembered now- no face, no name.

In fact, what was I? What had I been and what did I look like? Nothing came to my mind but it didn't matter, I was at peace.

Beautiful, eternal visions came to my mind. I felt detached, everything painful seemed so far away.

It was beautiful, the sweet air kissing my lips, my salt-watered soaked feet parading up the soft shores, all sloppy between my toes. Trees too high to see, blinded by the eye of heaven burning through the leaves, and through the trickling streams meandering gently through the pathways. My mind was a swirling vortex filled with these iridescent colours of beauty and sunshine, and the smell of the fresh salt was so perfect my eyes were filled with warm droplets of satisfaction.

Looking at all this sand makes me want to sit and play with it like I used to do when I was a little kid, doing the castles and the funny shapes. I can hear the wind whispering in my ear like trying to say something. If I look back, I see the blue sea with its waves crashing and splashing like they are having a water fight. Out in the distance I can hear sounds of other animals that I can't distinguish but that as I walk more and more, I feel that they are moving along with me making me company.

A sweet lull song was playing, which reminded of me of how Mata Kunti used to sing me to sleep long ago.

There was no one to stop me, no duties, no obligations, no status quo to maintain, nothing, just freedom.

Suddenly there was no complete darkness, as a few rays of light pierced through the air, making me moan in displeasure. Then, the sweet lull song disappeared, almost instantly and a bland hum filled my ears- one that was achingly familiar.