One breath and then another. He could feel his heart slow within his chest, just the way it always did when that feeling drew closer. Soon that voice would enter his mind, the one that he knew haunted more than only him. All he had to do was lay there and soon, that voice would ask him if he was ready to die. This time, he hadn't the strength to say anything more than yes. * * * Credit: Shawnti Therrien a.k.a. Myrretah Not mine