The thousand tunnels of empty space and meaningless time tugged on her hair and pulled on her skin, dragging her beneath the surface to an unknown world of Silence. The black that surrounded her came alive and unexpectedly embraced her. In this weird way, the end was comforting, almost like the silence after a deafening concert - sudden but welcoming. The numbness pervaded every blood vessel and every emotion she had the capacity to feel was silenced and each memory became a currency but there wasn't enough value in them to let her linger in her past. She worked her whole life for happiness, but the void swallowed all her dreams and hopes and fears and molded them into a blob of indiscernable, inseparable darkness. Her eyes voluntarily shut out everything she had once longed for. The end was a color, a sensation, an explanation. .
