Oh, terror!

Will I die?

Erased from the pages of existence?

Will I seize to be?

Breathless.

I can almost feel the darkness.

Flying in empty space.

Beyond the rings of Saturn.

I can almost listen to the whisper of silence.

Empty.

(Can anything be empty?)

Rays of light.

I can almost feel the warmth now.

Beyond the limits of myself.

I can listen to you.

Walking on bare ground.

Feeling the air.

Why am I here?

Treading on the paradoxical mist of nothingness.

Will I ever listen to you again?

Oh, terror!

I am alive!!!