SaiyanPrince541

He could feel consciousness floating just within an arm’s reach, dancing almost mockingly above him, twirling and spinning. He imagined reaching out to that tiny ball of light above him, caressing it with his calloused fingers, and, tentatively, he grabbed it.   He was greeted with a dull ache in his chest, and his throat dry. Eep, eep… His eyes felt heavy, and he almost wanted to slip back into the soothing black; nevertheless, his glassy orbs focused on the ceiling above him. It was a wash of white, grayed by the absence of the fluorescent lights. He recognized—how sad that he did—that he was in a medical room̵