**It took me ages. I know. Hopefully you'll like it enough to forgive me for making you wait so long...**

 The clock struck midnight

She gave up the fight

And slowly, finally, she died

The people around her all cried

“What now can we do?”

Asked a voice small as dew

And slowly, mournfully they shrugged

They had thought her will would be enough

Who would have thought?

After how hard she fought,

It would all end for naught?

She died.

**I apologize for the long wait, but I hope you will find it worthwhile. This is the second-last part.... Enjoy.**

**Part eight, and we're not quite at the end yet. Enjoy.**

**Part six! Enjoy.**

**Part five! All comments welcome... Enjoy.**

**Part four! And still going strong. This is becoming much more involved than I originally planned it to be (I thought, when writing part one, that it would be 3 parts only. How young and foolish I was. ;] ). But I hope that you will, as always, enjoy!**

 

**This is inspired by a dream I had about a year ago-- I just found the paper on which I wrote about it, and it inspired this story. It will be a short one (read: not a novel), but I wanted to split it into more than one part so that it can have more time to fully flesh out. At the end, I will also try to get a better title, since this one doesn't quite fit. Let me know what you think, and as always, Enjoy. :) **

When I fall from the a darkened night sky,
I’m not afraid of what will happen when I land,
I do not faint, I do not cry,
I gently fall, but then I pick up speed,
I simply close my eyes,
I do not yell or shout real loud,
Instead I land on a pure, white, cloud.

I walk around and I meet,
The others who fell a while before me,
I smile and laugh with those from the past,
I dance on the cloud spinning so fast, that white is all I see,
Then to me they all bowed,
Because, I’m royalty on the white cloud.