Killing loneliness

  There is a desert right before the wall which separates the world of the living and the world of the dead. No one knows it's there because the dead don't pass trough it, they fly over really quickly, and the living can't go there. At least most of them can't. I managed to get there and I walked, and walked, and walked. In the center of it are the dwellings of Darkness.

  When I finally arrived he welcomed me, made me a cup of coffee, sat down next to me and watched me as I stared into the hot beverage trying to find the words to say what it is I came to say. I didn't find them. I didn't move for eternities. And when I was about to brake he came close to me, took me in his arms and said:

  "There was nothing you could have done." 

We sat a while in silence I drank my coffee and after that I looked up at Darkness and a lone tear escaped from my eye.
 He then took out a knife and drove it trough my chest.