The air was the quietest she had ever known it to be. Whenever she wanted she could single out noises. Starfire sat on a golden bench, her small outfit now gone. All the angels around her were naked just the same, and no one seemed to care. She sat there awkwardly, covering her breasts and crossing her legs. White wings were folded on her back and she would stretch them often. She knew that this was the afterlife. It was good to be here, to be free. The only thing that bothered her was that she was staring to forget things, what her name was, who her friends were.

She only had the urge to reach the top of the pyramid that lay before her, long golden staircases that turned in an unusual manner and its peak, hidden in the clouds. She began to fly upward but the farther she flew the harder it became until her body could take it no longer. She landed somewhere on the pyramid, unsure of how far she had come. The distance to the top seemed the same though. A woman saw her land and mentioned something about taking the long road for it was the journey that mattered. Starfire, humbled by the woman's words, continued upward walking for what seemed like days. She would stop only to sleep and ask where the top was. No one knew.

Eventually she cared no longer about her bareness and continued, her mind set on reaching the top. Nearing the end of one hallway she came across a man, near her age, maybe slightly younger, about twenty she guessed. He stood greeting her, watching her long silky red hair in the sun. Apparently he sought the same thing she did. Every stairway led up but none of them led to the peak of the pyramid. Starfire was not particularly versed in man to woman relationships and ended up asking some rather uncomfortable questions. The man was reluctant to answer every time and when he did it sounded more and more like a chemistry class then what it was. He insisted they remained on the task at hand but Starfire was too curious to ignore him for long.

They reached a door leading inside the pyramid and proceeded into its depths getting lost more than once. She asked him if anyone had ever reached the top and he nodded.

"Many people have done it but they are forbidden from telling how."

Starfire nodded ignorantly before suddenly remembering that she was in all respects dead.

"How did you die?" she decided to chance.

He fidgeted and mumbled, "I don't want to talk about this. Look even if were just friends, you're moving kind of fast," he giggled nervously and scratched the back of his head.

"I am sorry, friend. I did not mean to hurt you."

For another day they journeyed onwards seeking out a way to the top. Starfire sat down to catch her breath and he stopped with her. Starfire thought about the past few days thinking about things that might lead her to believe she knew the way to the top. She looked at the man beside her and then stood up, with a moment of realization.

She yanked him up and he stood. "Friend, we need not find the top, we are already there!"

It was true; she turned and saw a large wooded door before her.

"Friend, our journey is complete! Learning that this was our journey, was the journey!" But when she turned around he was not there.

"Friend?"