In response to Charli Mills @ Carrot Ranch’s prompt – December 19: Story Challenge in 99-words write a story about beauty beyond the grave.

Darkness settled around me, through me, lifting me from my pain-racked body. The agony slipped away like fine silk, releasing me from its vicious cocoon. I became the wind, floating even lighter than the air. I was the force behind the wind, pushing forward, gliding up and leisurely floating back down.

Beneath me a lake frozen hard by winter’s frigid breath. Lights twinkled all around the glistening surface, reflecting back into the black night, through me.

Skaters moved gracefully across the icy playground. Christmas Carols rang gently in the breeze with me, as I followed in the skaters wake.