Return to dust

A return to the dust, it was seconds… fleeting, but eternity settled within her.
This was the final destination, years of study, searching, gleaming, and wondering.
This was it, Nirvana. The great consciousness.
In an instant the knowledge of thousands of generations flowed through her.
The thirst it awaked, a new thirst the final thirst, to have it flow forever.

Nothing earthly could hold her captive anymore.

There were distant callings… their earthly bodies poured out every last bit of their light, their soul entwined tightly... wound together, yet floating through everything and everywhere.
Breath pulled them back, a deep inhale, a violent yank, struggling fighting, but captured again, in those vessels, that physical prison.