The primordial darkness surrounds you. Inky black shadows breathe and writhe in every direction yet you know you’re completely safe here. A strong sense of happiness, goodwill, and wisdom wash over you.
Ahead is a small bird, barely visible except for the blue sheen of its feathers. You feel yourself moving toward it. The creature of death presents you with a long-stemmed pink peony, offering affection and best wishes on your journey.