Fade
The veil was like a pool; a silvery ocean, stretching on for miles. You could swim in one direction and never stop.
At least that's what it felt like to Harry.
Drifting for eternity, reaching out in desperation for uncertain silhouettes which were always too far away, he felt his mind slipping away.
The only thin string that still tethered him to sanity was the memory of a girl with soulful brown eyes screaming as he dived… somewhere.
He didn't remember. And the memory was fading, her- or was it a he? Harry couldn't remember anymore- face blurring.
Harry closed his eyes, let his head fall back, and surrendered to grey oblivion.