C1032 Minor World

He did not know how much time had passed. Perhaps it was a breath of time, or perhaps it was a day, or perhaps it was a month, or perhaps it was a year, or perhaps it could be said ten thousand years, or perhaps it was eternal.

It was pitch black in front of his eyes, and he couldn't see anything. It was as if he couldn't keep his eyes open any longer. what he sensed was a stretch of night sky