A/N: A very short chapter - sorry! But I'm aiming to upload chapter 6 later today or tomorrow. Hope you enjoy and please review :)
Chapter 5: A Transcendental Interlude
How does one describe the sound of nothingness? Is it the unspoken word on a friend's lips or perhaps the resonance of a ripple on a still water?
The space (it could not be called a room) was filled with an insubstantial miasma that seemed to permeate everything. Dark corners contained strange shapes, slowly becoming one with the mist. That was the fate of all things there: to evaporate into the great sea of souls.
But the grey, huddled shape in the corner would not. No it wouldn't. Still clinging to the form of a man, a piece of the shade remembered a life before. It thinks he was a man. Yes, definitely a man. He has been trying to keep that memory firmly in his mind; everything else had faded into indistinct flashes of red, green eyes, scars, howling, screaming, laughing, feathers, and prison bars.
He wasn't sure how much longer he could last before the inevitable transubstantiation occurred, before he faded away forever.
No, no, no, no! He tried to scream but there was no noise, only a wisp appearing briefly before it was consumed by the mist.
"Sirius..."
His grey eyes flew open at the strange whisper from another plane of existence.