'That necklace, that gift from his daughter, flooded his mind with other's memories, other's moments, caresess, hugs... all that lasted no more than an instant. And then he saw himself all alone, with his stone like flesh, dried and rotting by the many years in that forsaken nexus between life and death. He knew then, that for this life he had no credits, this world wasn't his place, he undestood everything and desided nothing, for death was no longer a way to escape, and so the light became to cleanse him, it burns, oh how that holy light burns that desecrated flesh. He surrender to the unavoidable, with a sorrowful wail that no-one in the graveyard hear, he gave himself up to his destiny...becoming just a part,of oblivion' PD: excuse me if my spelling is wrong. Thanks.