flesh rain

insparation by Mr. King
"... parts of her began to liquify and fall off in a sort of flesh rain."
                                                                  Desperation,by
                                                                  Stephen King
Falling away, a physical change, nothing left but dust. fiqments and illusions are lost with the being.
  the incarnation, and thus the soul are consigned to the hopless ritual of death, and so the soul is lost, truly, to the final end, in monotony, created by the selfishness of the living lost.
  a soul is stolen from them, betrayed by their own free will, for never did it occur to those living, those lost, that a soul would traid their detention for its own distruction. it is a soul that chooses to end in flesh rain and face oblivian, to not live on in the hearts and the minds of the human life. this soul shall become other, as it chooses to live alone in its perfect darkness.