Observe the Sky Begin to Blanch

I stumble into the desert and keep stumbling forward just to try to escape the darkness that lurks even beyond my own eyelids. It is only hours before my wounds and thirst overtake me and I collapse to my knees, parched as a lover denied, just as the sun reaches its apex and spills pure white light onto the sky, the sand, my own red and blistered flesh.

For one such as I who has always feared the dark, there can be no greater blessing than to die in this way - eyes closed, but still full of light.