Todd, the backbone of our alliance, the mini one and the real one, was now lying on his back showing no signs of life at all.  His eyes rested still and gray.  They were wide open, as stoic as they had ever been in his entire life.  His stomach stopped rising with life, he was not breathing at all now.  Death had one hand around him, holding on for his dear life, waiting to take his soul away into the ether, never to be seen again.

In your last moments, death has a way of making you look as peaceful and calm as you have ever been before.  It is the darndest thing, being in the worst position of your life, your soul is floating away, and the lights are beginning to dim, you are dying but from the outside, you look as calm, cool, and collected as you have ever in the history of your breathing days.  This generally applies to any and all deaths, except for the horrified ones.  Those will make you sick to your stomach.

Jesus Christ hims