The Angle Of Death

Peace , Quiet , Darkness , Serenity , Cold , but not freezing there's a weird, small bit of warmth . and it's soft , well what ever I'm laying on is soft and rather nice . all I remember is falling , and lights , what seemed like thousands, but in all actuality where probably a mere few hundred .

I remember being at the top of a building , looking down seeing my black dress the looks like a really long piece of fabric wrapped all around me as a dress , I had not shoes , and no socks on , then I brought my arms up at my sides aimed out on either side and I free fell forward I was falling the lighs I saw where the lights form the buildings , I was hundreds of feet up just about twenty stories up . I turned as I fell when I "jumped" so that I was facing up . I really don't know why I jumped I didn't feel mad , or sad , or empty, I just wasn't happy , I guess I was numb . my lond curled hair fly up because of the air flow from below as I fall , I got about half way down when someone or something caught me I don't remember seeing much but I saw part of its , face , it's black hair and dark gray and black wings he had a small scar on his left pec near where my head was resting .

I couldn't tell much , but I felt safe and for some weird reason I felt comforted and I quickly fell asleep and we flew upwards towards the pich black sky that had gray accent and shadows for the airy clouds and a beautiful sparkle and twink form all the little stars . I must have passed out from the quick change in air pressure and lack of oxygen. and as the memory comes to a end and passed me drifts off Into sleep . I awaken I a soft bed with silk sheets and pillows made up of different deep dark shades of gray and black . I'm still wearing my dress and my chocolate brown hair still with big loose and bouncy curls still in it and rather defined. and very nice bed in a beautiful room with walls made of rock and stone carved out to make a bed room of some sorts I sit up in the bed ...