It is usual that a person first must live before they embrace death. They must discover the meaning of there wonderful blessing of life before moving on toward another chapter, seeking out the unknown they are forbidden to speak off. Yet others are meant to greet death before they can live. They are born to die. Forced to exist entirely to become wasted away before they can have an opportunity to blossom. They are the ones that can say what is expected in that next chapter. What awaits the dying souls who never prepare to let go...