How many times I have seen myself running on the interminable aisle of Purgatory with hungry and ruthless flames surrounding me.
I run... i run...
Then I wake up with burns on my soul.
But one night, i pause and think- " Should I run or surrender?"
" Co-operate," A whisper says.
And then I take a final decision," All right, I'll let these fires purify me and then i shall pacify them."
But suddenly, a pleasant rain soaked gush of wind wakes me up.
I get up hastily to shut the windows. Now it is only rain beating against the panes and memories crashing against my heart."
Something tells me inside that the fires stand pacifiid... I smile hoping that the disturbing nightmare will not visit me for a long time.