Into the Light

 Into the Light a super duper short story by dogwood read, enjoy (hopefully?), comment (please?) side note: this is only 297 words, see how super duper short it is

they say that when you die, you see light...
Fallen Leaves was dying.

He had died before, but he was dying again. His body was nothing more than a faint smudge of color, and he could barely see himself. At the rate he was fading, he maybe only had an hour to live.

He let out a sigh and rested his head on his paws, only faintly feeling the ground beneath him. He remembered when Pale Spots was dying- what had Yellow Leaf told her again?

Do what you most want to do before you go.

Now what did Fallen Leaves most want to do?

As soon as he asked himself, the answer was clear, clear as his pelt. He wanted to go outside. A deep chasm of longing yawned in his chest, and he quickly rose to his feet. He knew these tunnels. He had wandered them for seasons upon seasons upon seasons- he knew the way out. ''These tunnels are not a labyrinth, they are my home. And I can leave it.''

Fallen Leaves’s pace quickened as he hurried through the tunnels. ''Left. Right. Right. Forward. Left. Forward-''

He couldn’t feel the floor anymore, there was nothing chaining him to the ground, and with glee he spotted the light outside. Yearning melted into anticipation which folded into excitement which morphed into exhilaration-

Maybe he only had minutes, but he did not care. He was sprinting- no, flying, for he swore he was no longer touching the earth, or maybe that was because he could not feel it. But these thoughts all blurred away as he sped towards the exit, into the light as it grew bigger and bigger, coming closer to him, until all he could see was this blinding, brilliant light pulsing before his eyes-

Or had he walked into the other light?