Waiting is painful. Forgetting is painful. But not knowing which to do is the worse kind of suffering. ~ Paulo Coelho


Silence.

It was deafening, and thick and black like the darkness. They both expanded, consuming him and finally confining him.

And then as soon as it had started it was over.

He tried to open his eyes, like he did when he had a body. But there was nothing to open and nothing to see. It just was. Almost senseless, but - but... Ah, there was feeling. Different than what it used to be, but there. Being. He was alive, what had happened had worked. What had happened?

Something began to change. That feeling was growing and he could, well he didn't know what is was, but it felt like seeing. His memories were leaking out of him, in such a way it made him remember what it had been like to breathe.

And then he remembered.

(What had happened, what he'd done, what he had to do.)

The darkness became thicker, as if to acknowledge its own presence. He in turned concentrating on the remember breathing and wasted lifetimes watching his own. Soon, (too soon) he had memorized every word, every look, every failure. He would not fail again. Even if he had to wait forever. The darkness agreed with him, but too late. Memories, feelings, souls, swirled around him until everything was one.

And then - there was just emptiness.

Now there was no one and nothing. Forever. He and the darkness - they - it searched desperately for something, but there was nothing to find. Nothing. Forever. Only this. Forever...

(Hours ticked away years, minutes decades, seconds millennia.)

Forever...

Suddenly, there was something. A spark, or maybe a sting. A blinding light pierced through the darkness, through him.

And then there was sound.


A/N Okay, I have to admit the lack of reviews is kind of depressing me. But whatever, I have a question for all those who do read this, which chapter was your favorite? Why? Feedback is adored!!!