I struggle to fight against Time's grip as she rushes ahead, grasping tightly to my hand, pulling me onward with such speed that everything around me is a blur. The distant memories fading into the darkness that's drawing in behind us.
And I'm powerless in her grasp unable to escape and it pains me. As her speed increases Time becomes a swirl of all the things that never were and should have been, a mixture of abandonded hopes and failed dreams.
As we move for what seems like seconds spreading throughout eternity, I realize my feet are no longer touching the ground but I am floating just above it, feeling weightless in this moment, detached from my body, wondering where does it end.
I can sense the darkness, soulless and strong, as it catches up to us, spreading out all around, engulfing me like the tempestuous waves of a violent sea.
With a sudden jerk Time's grip loosens, her fingers slide against my palm until the tips of her fingers barley touch my own.
In a moment I am stripped bare of this flesh, each layer of tissue peeling away, these bones breaking into tiny fragmented pieces, all vanishing into the blackness until there is nothing left but void.