The Legend of the Wh

The monitor's display was fading, the curves growing fainter. Childhood memories, happy and bright, flickered like a slideshow. Was this it Was this the end,The sky is blue, the wind is light, the trees are green and the flowers are bright. The birds sing sweetly.,The reason I stare at the sky is merely a habit from my past life. Perhaps it's a dying wish to no longer be human, thus reincarnating as a snake.。