“You are at the Gates,” I repeated. “Or, you would be. Your body is elsewhere, but you are here. And here is nowhere. Here is where you remembered yourself last being. It’s a test you cannot fail, but one you will never pass.”

Blue wings justled at her side. My clouds mimicked her. “Am I dead?”

“Do you remember dying?”

Started as a Quills and Sofas Speedwriting Panic entry, expanded to this!

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Thank you to the ever amazing Sunlight Rays for prereading!

Content warning for: derealization, implied suicide, death, blood, mild body horror