The knife pierced his heart, but he was not in pain. He gazed at the gray moonlit sky, and smiled.
His eyes peeled open
“Was it a dream? . . . A Guide?. . . A Prophecy???”
He followed the events of his dream, and at the apex of a drug induced euphoria, the knife pierced his heart.
And again, he awoke, but tears flowed from his eyes.
“I'm Crying?”
