I was back in the cottage in lapland. I could feel the end coming. My consciousness was slowly fading away. It made me happy. It made me sad. I had asked Ayla for privacy on my last day and she had granted me that wish. We had spent the lats night together, dancing underneath the ever wavering lights of the nights.

I was a little sad, because I would never see the beautiful scenery in front of me again. Never again hear the sound of reindeer hooves on snow. See the trees putting on their snowcoat in the middle of winter and the auroras would never dance before my eyes...