Death Is Over
“Its all over,” said someone standing beside him.
He heard these words and repeated them in his soul.
“Death is over,” he said to himself. “There is no more death.”
He drew in a breath, broke off in the middle of it, stretched himself out, and died.
“The Death of Ivan Ilyich”, Leo Tolstoy
~~The ODDones for OurDailyDead.com
