Light.

A bright light shines, over yonder. In wonder, you drift to it. Supposedly, it is the embodiment of warmth and safety. You get a papery taste in your mouth. You're not sure why, but you don't quite mind it. You're getting closer to the light. Heat's building but you don't care. Your arms embrace it. You focus your eyes onto it. It's beautiful. You approach it, ever so cautiously, and touch it. You stay where you are. It's hot, but it's the best thing you've ever seen. Slowly, you begin to lose energy and wonder why. Then and there, you fall to the ground. You are dead. The whole time, you have been a moth. 

Author's Note

Why did I write this

Reviews

[SilverGin]

Loved this one.Nothing to add and nothing to remove from here.

[Vaporvision]

Cool, thanks :)