The inherent tragedy of nothing.

She was Nothing.

And Nowhere.

With just enough awareness to be terrified.

This was the inbetween.

Between one breath and the next. One beat of a racing heart to another. That halting nothingness that hangs between each one.

She had no body to move. No mouth to scream.

The darkness surrounded her.

Swallowed her.

Drowned her.

Became her.

This was not the heaven she had always been promised. It wasn’t even Hell. This was somewhere different entirely.

It was a twisting sea of night. Of shadow. An unrelenting and unceasing darkness. It had no ending and no beginning. It was eternity. A deep unbroken void that seethed with an ancient power. A dark energy. The likes of which no one had ever felt. Ever fathomed.

Yet here she remained.