Angel de Kuate. Eve's Apple (№ 8134)

First soul belonged to a world where rules an absolute Beauty. And now the soul can not believe that she could reach the end of the fall. She does not believe that there is an end, maybe. She was not able to imagine that is the final point beyond which there is nothing. Even after falling, crashed into the blood, she continues to live, she continues to seek a way out.
The beauty that she felt in the next world with all his being, was so massive, so majestic and all-powerful... How is it possible to believe that somewhere, at some point of the universe field strength becomes thinner so that it no longer does? Have divine Beauty can be a limit?.. Is it possible to believe that infinity is the line?
What if it's a milestone, indeed, exist?.. The very suggestion seems blasphemous soul, but she could tell his mind? What she can say to her languishing in the torments of the body? What she can say?.. And those, in turn, are not silent. Mind and body in one voice say: "it's over! This is the end!" The soul is left alone with his faith. One-on-one... And something in it is breaking.
When "all is well", the soul prevents our full, stupid, pointless, smug happiness. Her restless, she needed flight. When "everything is bad", when we lose all hope, it prevents us otherwise. It prevents us from dying... But isn't it impossible to cheat?