Slipping Away

Body shaking, cold and clammy, heart fluttering fast to slow, he began in all his humanness to feel the slipping away. His mind filling with images, words, so many left unsaid, unwritten, and unseen in all his days before.

He knew he couldn’t find the right potion, the spiritual salve to make this life remain as the ending would happen — with or without. He’d waited all of his life for this moment, now that his time was at hand, he nearly dropped his halo as a metamorphosis of this type isn’t painless when wings unfold from between one’s shoulder blades.