Darkness was dwelling high in the winds, morning rays oozing to slush out of the dark clouds, but his eyes were still blinking on the ceiling hoping to see a star falling. Being faked by nature, he saw a light coming out of him and going towards the ceiling, which seemed to be a star falling from high to low but to his astonishment when he looked below, his eyes were still open but this time just open and not blinking. Body laid still with no motivation to move and breath extinguishing slowly.
The light was nothing but his soul taking a last look on his master’s fallen dome.