I rest my hand upon the giant rock called Dark One. I feel him relax as he gets used to the feeling of flesh breaking the sensation of water and salt. As he exhales, so do i.
I lean over a ledge, holding on to Dark One, to feel a sense of secure danger. I no longer feel the ground, I no longer feel my feet. The salty mist of the ocean sprays my face, flipping my hair frontward and back. As I lean over Dark One’s feet, I contemplate what I will do next. My grip on Dark One becomes loose, and for a moment, I feel the sense of danger I had asked for. For a moment, I felt release. In that moment, with security, Dark One saved me.
 I bring myself closer to Dark One, and press myself to his cold, wet frame. I can almost feel him lifting up and down, breathing. I feel myself lifting. There is nothing beneath me. There is only Dark One in front of me. “Where are you taking me, Dark One?” I ask through my spirit. “I am removing your sorrows, I am taking your pain” he says. As he spoke, I grew numb in my legs, then my core, as it passed my *****, I smiled in a sighed relief.  I took my last breath and I became part of Dark One.

I can no longer move, I no longer need breathe. I gaze out over upon the sea as its salty mist sprays Dark One and me.