"Do you know? David told me, in the world after death, there is no Celestial Kingdom, nor is there Hell."
"Where do people go after they die?"
"Nowhere, they just stay where they are, then fall into eternal dreams."
I remember it was a stormy afternoon, rain pouring down repetitively washing the glass, from inside it felt like the whole world was being dragged into the ocean.
Kedening liked such afternoons, the colder it was outside the window, the more it highlighted the warmth inside, making one cherish everything they currently have.
Jini and he nestled on the sofa, the house eerily quiet, the two whispering to each other.
"What's within the dreams?" Kedening asked.
"What we want the most, what we desire the most, we will fall into eternal satisfaction and peace within them," Jini murmured.
"David also said, if this dream really existed, his dream would be to nestle in a big house, watching the green grass blown down by the wind outside the window."
