I couldn't quite put it into words how death would feel. The snow falling on my empty skin as the only sight I could see was a blurred out sky and the world being almost covered in the feather-like droplets of snow. I was cold. My fur was the only thing keeping me even the slightest bit warm. I didn't know this was how it was going to end-- how my life was going to end. I wasn't hurting despite the blood swirling around me. My life was slipping away and I knew that much. I knew this was it-- the end of me.
Suddenly, in the distance, I saw a bright light shining through the hazy sky. Was I going to heaven? I asked myself. That place called Paradise? That place. That secret place only those with courage and hearts so full of gold, it'd make the poor man's smile wide with pride and his soul feel rich. I scrummaged all the energy I could to get on my feet and walk towards the light. My body trembled and ached. My eyes were struggling to find the sight to see as they faded from darkness to the light. Every nerve twitched and every muscle tightening from my weight. I moved forward towards the light and kept looking onward-- forward to the place I had dreamed of since I was a small pup. I walked even more and was getting closer to the light. As I walked up further, I was crestfallen. The light was nothing more than the radiant sun-- peeking through the clouds. I fell back to my side. I didn't want to keep fighting anymore. I didn't want to keep living like this. So, I closed my eyes-- hoping by some fleeting chance that the snow would consume me and devour me into the cold, lifeless ground.
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