His lungs weren’t gasping for oxygen. He could breathe. And more than that, not a part of him seemed to hurt.
“How?” he asked.
Suddenly, in a tragic epiphany Gabe realized - she wasn’t answering his question because she truly had stopped moving. She wasn’t blinking. Her chest no longer rose with breath.
She burst into a million tiny-orbs of gold light. Exploding embers rocketed out in every direction in a terrible display of a beautiful sacrifice.