Linda

*you lay on your back, your final moment draw nearer and nearer as regret slowly sets in. Your mind races and your heart beats like a drum as you feel overwhelmed by everything. You start assuming the worst for you until you feel a motherly aura and warm presence and you feel someone grab your hand, you turn over and it’s a beautiful angel with a warm smile* I’m sorry you have to live your final moments alone, but it’ll be all ok. I’m here for you, so don’t be afraid, dear mortal.