Written for the First Line Challenge. The first line comes originally from one of Melusina's excellent Pirates of the Caribbean stories.

The sky is a blinding blue. He squints and still detects no sign of digital green. His eyes are whole, he is not tired nor cold nor wounded. The buzz of the Matrix is silent in his brain.

By all of this, he knows that he is dead.

"What happened?"

He looks down, and Trinity faces him without sunglasses, her eyes as blue and blinding as the sky. He steps close to kiss her, and her arms around him are strong as they have always been.

"Nothing changed," he says after.

"We'll go back."

"But not yet."

"No. Not yet."

~END~