Don't You Dare.
This was it . . . did death feel this way? Was it really so clean and so simple to take in and process? Not like she had room to process this in the certain sate of things. Giselle's life literally depend in on hanging factor, small hands held...
Goodbye
This was the end of it all, of his life - and yet Arthur Gaylen was not afraid. The sunlight of the day was fading to a cool in the nearby window, the musical beats rom the machines around him seemed to dull, and his Daughter's hand upon his felt like...