One Last Book Before Dying
Let’s play a game. You’ve been given a death sentence, handed down from on high and you’ve twenty-four hours left before shuffling off your mortal coil. You are denied everything. No final meal. No farewell to loved ones. Nothing… just the cold emptiness and dread of facing your corporeal finality alone… with one exception.
You are allowed a book to spend your last miserable, hungry, and lonesome hours with.
One book and twenty-four hours to lose yourself in it.
So, of all the books in all the world, what’s the one you want to embrace before the cold hand of death descends?
And, perhaps, more importantly… why?