So, this is the end. I didn't expect you to be here with me, not now. But somehow, nothing ever turns out the way you anticipate.

It's getting darker now. Harder to remember the sun. You are fast fading from my sight, being consumed in shadow. Yet I find the night not altogether unwelcome.

I am no longer afraid. I was, when I had something to lose. Yet neither do I rejoice, as when all was stripped from me. Is this peace?

I see their faces. Patient, serene. I am glad, for now I need never remember their suffering. They are waiting, as they have for so long. Now that they are avenged, I find my heart yearns for them.

We have done it. Is this not incomprehensible? Somehow, against the odds, against fate itself, we have defeated evil. The price was heavy, even when we paid it then, even as we pay it now. But we have made the sacrifice.

I grow cold. The silence is overtaking me. I do not know if you yet listen. Maybe I am even now alone. It is frightening, this all-consuming stillness. But my soul hopes on, in faith of a final rest.

I am separating. I am leaving myself, abandoning life. Are you holding me? I cannot tell. Death grips me, but I am not in its clutches. How can I explain it?

I used to fear death. Now, here at the last, I look beyond it. I see life, a flowing river, a rustling tree. I see past this final abandonment, to an existence forever void of loss. Light, pure light that is without shadow, defines this life.

Are you still there? I do not know who I am. My spirit is slipping away from a haze. Death is consuming me, whispering despair. It tells me of phantoms, it speaks of me—a wraith. It tells me to resist my fate. I do not struggle, though, for I do not listen. I know I am bound for rest.

This is the end. Oh, at the very last I truly see! Do not mourn, I am journeying fast towards paradise. Do not fear, all must make this choice.  The light grows closer, such a perfect everlasting flame! It is consuming all, but I am not burned. Oh, I am headed home! Such a home I could have never known in this life of death awaits me, such a glorious belonging of my heart.

This is the end. This is the final passing. I weep one last time—these tears empty my spirit of mortality. I have conquered, all is finished.

My Lord and my God! Receive my spirit!