Eternity rang out. That was the last glimpse of the mortal realm that Kursak was allowed. Infinity condensed into a single moment. He felt the bite of steel as it dug into his neck. He felt the flickerings of fear that came with it. More than anything though, what he felt was an overwhelming disappointment.
If he had time to curse, there was only one word that he would have said. 'Damn.' It would have fallen from his lips in a dark lamentation, as his life passed into significance. As his dreams that had once seemed so solid and certain became sand, and then water, and then air, before disappearing entirely into the void.
Acceptance was the emotion his body searched for, as it felt its death, but it was only fear that returned. Kursak believed in his Gods. But more than anything, he believed in himself. Now, as he lost complete control, the stability of his mind shattered.
