Life After Life -

Elias didn’t feel the impact. One moment, there was the screech of tires and the blinding glare of high beams; the next, there was only a profound, heavy silence. The frantic world of steel and asphalt had vanished, replaced by a soft, amber-tinted fog that felt like a warm blanket.

"It’s not quite what you expected, is it?" she asked. Her voice wasn’t a sound but a thought that blossomed in his mind. Life After Life

"You are at the threshold," she replied, gesturing toward a vast, golden river that seemed to flow upward into a sky filled with colors he had no names for. "Life there is just the first draft. Here, we are the architects. Every dream you ever had, every kind word you spoke—they are the stones we use to build this place". Elias didn’t feel the impact