Solo Light

For the first few days, he barely notices. He spends the day as rain, or the wind, or the color blue. Billions of lights beckon and he answers the call, dancing in the heart of a golden supernova, tickling the fiery fingers as they stretch out to grab emptiness. Then he turns to share the wonder, and no one is there.

She appears to him in a dress this time, the gold corona teasing the hem. "He who seeks the past finds only the future. Do not dwell on your past."

He follows her, but the emptiness remains with him.