I cannot recall when, but once I was suddenly plunged into cold darkness.

I felt my life slowly slipping away.

By instinct, I knew I was suppose perish, but I did not.

Because I had heard a warm gentle voice that was crying.

The voice was ensuring me not to worry. No matter what I will survive, I will live; I will not die. 

This time, I was propelled into the brightness.

"Izarra."