Character: Olórin, called Mithrandir, called Gandalf
Disclaimer: Not mine, merely borrowed.
The Pause Between the Breaths
It was the task for which he had been sent. He always knew his world would end like this: entwined with his ancient enemy in a dance of death; a dizzying fall through earth, air, fire, and water into bone-shattering, mind-numbing pain.
And then, nothingness.
In that infinite pause between the last breath and the first, stars wheeled overhead, and every day was as long as a life-age of the earth. Olórin, called Mithrandir, called Gandalf, opened his eyes to a newborn sky the color of the inside of a pearl, with freshness and vigor to face his task anew.