There is no sense of falling, for the ground is already beneath him.

(lux aeterna luceat eis)

There is no sense of pain, for even that burns away in the face of the Light within and the Light without.

(et lux perpetua luceat eis)

And then, suddenly, there is no sense of impact.


(nunc dimittis servum tuum, Domine,
secundum verbum tuum in pace)


But finally there is silence.

Not the oppressive, unnatural silence of the rising Dark...but rather the exhausted yet tranquil silence that remains when a great storm has vented all of its fury, and is no more.