When an angel visits Earth.
She gives you that stare. You know the one. She looks at you and you feel… inexplainable. Man or woman, straight or gay, her beauty is incomparible to anyone you have met in your life.
Her shimmering hair glitters as she approaches you. You don’t notice that you’ve stopped breathing. She speaks. You are so dumbfounded by her that you barely hear what she is saying.
Something about time, and moving, and a new life, and changes, but mostly you just want to know more about this graceful wonder in front of you.
She holds out her hand, you reach out. You walk together to an emptiness a short distance away.
She gives you a choice. You can put your faith in her mesmerising smile, and let her take you across to the next plane, or you can stay here, and await whatever comes for you.