“ But at first, the moment after he die, he had felt a light. It wasn’t really the white light he had heard about. It wasn’t something to walk towards, but something already there. It was more of a soft yellow, like the sun through a thick layer of cloud.
He had a fleeting sense of calm. A harmoniousness. Maybe this was it, maybe this was how it was going to be. Hovering in golden light for eternity”.
— Sep 21, 2026 06:06PM
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