dreaming of life

Thanatos granted him a morbid dream in overdrive the grim reaper at first in the distance of slumber quietly wielded a blunt axe in dendritic surprise as if to prolong agony and awakening of the slaughter both victim and perpetrator of his unwilling demise he did not put up much of a fight or resistance knowing full well that meaning might come on arousal in the shadows maybe but still coherent and lucidly clear it was not unpleasant no anger fear nor resentment more nonplussed and startling in surrender and disguise the end is near he conceded in rational anticipation the only question being which final conclusion to make