The Choice of Ages
You can't believe this guy, your sitting there dying and he's giving you religious mubojumbo. you cry out for him to leave you alone and someone in the crowed pulls him away. You die however before help can arrive. You float in blackness.
Immediately replacing the blackness is light, a light so beautiful that you cannot describe it. And there before you is the most wonderful person you have ever seen. It is a man, and he is wearing robes that are stained with blood. In his wrists are scars as if a spike had been driven through them, his feet also bore similar wounds, and it appeared as if something had pierced his side. He walked toward you and the love he had for you was a tangible thing. But when he stands before you, a sorrow so great you cannot define it emanates from him. "I do no know you" And he turns and walks away, and the further he walks the less light there is, until you are left in darkness, where all you hear is people wailing and grinding their teeth. Including you.
Immediately replacing the blackness is light, a light so beautiful that you cannot describe it. And there before you is the most wonderful person you have ever seen. It is a man, and he is wearing robes that are stained with blood. In his wrists are scars as if a spike had been driven through them, his feet also bore similar wounds, and it appeared as if something had pierced his side. He walked toward you and the love he had for you was a tangible thing. But when he stands before you, a sorrow so great you cannot define it emanates from him. "I do no know you" And he turns and walks away, and the further he walks the less light there is, until you are left in darkness, where all you hear is people wailing and grinding their teeth. Including you.
