The Phoenix Before Doomsday
She's standing in a field, surrounded by light, and she's smiling at me.
"You did it," she says.
"Did what?"
"You survived, You fought and You won."
"I don't feel like I won."
"You did. You just don't know it yet."
"What do you mean?"
She reaches out. She touches my face.
"The worst is behind you," she says. "The best is yet to come."
"How do you know?"
"Because I've seen it."
She steps back. The light grows brighter.
"I'm proud of you," she says.
"For what?"
"For being the woman I always knew you could be."
She disappears.
I wake up crying.