A Mirage

I was drifting down an expanse of dark waters, paddling my arms alternately in circular motions to keep myself afloat. Icy-coldness enveloped me and each movement was an exertion. My skin turned raw from over-exposure to water and my manhood was at its most shriveled self. Waves buffeted me from every direction. There were some unidentified objects around me, but when I clung to them for support, they disintegrated and became smaller lumps which were too unlikely to sustain my weight. I sank and took a few gulps of briny water, which rushed down my throat and into my lungs, and the pain was so sharp that I felt like my own insides were deflating, caving in on each other. 

With a burst of panic, I pushed my head through the choppy surface and coughed out the water. Gasping fitfully with relief, I gazed at the sky through my blurred vision and experienced an overweening sense of smallness and helplessness within me. How vulnerable I was in the wide arms of the sea. The sky appeared like an inverted chalice filled with stars, that seemed to mock me with their blinking, satirical presence. Silence swarmed around me and I groaned under its stifling pressure.

All of a sudden a cacophony of groans emanated from different directions. They gradually rose in pitch and intensity before culminating in a dissonant keen.  Moonlight glinted off some of the floating objects and I was shocked to see that they were the severed parts of massive, elongated human bodies - legs, torsos and arms, each containing a gaping, cavernous mouth that wailed, so gruesome, blood-curdling and repulsive. Before I could really register what I saw in my mind, each fragment spat out a light beam to the sky and a luminous orb was formed at their intersection point. The orb stirred, expanded and morphed into the outline of a woman.

One by one, like the flow of liquid, the female parts of the apparition materialized into visibility. In spite of my fear, the sight of its complete, divine female form stirred my manhood from its passivity, and sent the fire of desire through my veins. Was I hallucinating? Was it an illusion revealed to those who were on the cusp of death?