Should we continue to look upwards? Is the light we can see in the sky one of those which will presently be extinguished? The ideal is terrifying to behold, lost as it is in the depths, small, isolated, a pin-point, brilliant but threatened on all sides by the dark forces that surround it: nevertheless, no more in danger than a star in jaws of the clouds. (Denny)

He sleeps. Although his circumstance was very strange, he lived. He died when he lost his little angel. The passing happened simply, by itself, as the night comes when the day has gone.