In July of 2016 I died. It is a death that happened a near infinite number of times across a near infinite number of realities. I do not know for certain what happened to the form I once held; but, after spending almost seven of what you express as days struggling within the darkness beyond, I awoke into this world.
This world in which I have awakened into is one very similar to the world I left behind. I live now, as each day is to my sight little more than echoes of days long since passed; while I seek ways of ensuring that those I love are never made to endure looking upon this reality as the prison I have come to know it is.
