The monitor's display was fading, the curves growing fainter. Childhood memories, happy and bright, flickered like a slideshow. Was this it Was this the end,His breath grew more and more labored, his lungs like a bellows struggling for air. He found some strength somewhere to shake with the effort of raising his hand to touch that tiny flower-like face, forcing a smile.,First to be intentionally forgotten was the name carried from a past life. This life as a snake no longer needs its old identity.。