That I can relate to. I'm of the Elven race, and we live a very, very long time. We're theoretically immortal, but not actually. When I died in my own world, I wandered as a disembodied spirit. Time was very different for me than it had been when I was alive. Every moment was an eternity, and every moment was flooded with memories and rich with sensory experiences. It was sorrowful because I had lost my life, but joyful because I was so attuned to what was around me, the earth, the sky, the forest, the rivers, the mountains.

Is it anything like that for you? Of course, we're on a Void train, not in the natural world. Did anything besides time change for you when you became acquainted with your own mortality?