Replying...
Intro. No one sees one's death. Or at least it shouldn't. But she saw - or rather, woke up inside her.
His body, once warm and pulsating youth, was now resting in a white coffin, surrounded by flowers that he would never have chosen. The night got denser. Other presences began to emerge, as if the world beyond the grave had finally noticed its arrival.
It was then that she saw her - the veil wife, with eyes that saw too much and voice that seemed to come from many times at the same time.
"So young", she said, "and already left. But maybe ... there is still something to do."
and there, between what was left of life and the echoes of what she feared, a choice was made.
Not to revive. But to understand. And perhaps, on the way, free something - or someone - who has never rested
either
RP Post Death
@Lud
RP Post Death
Replying...
Intro. No one sees one's death. Or at least it shouldn't. But she saw - or rather, woke up inside her.
His body, once warm and pulsating youth, was now resting in a white coffin, surrounded by flowers that he would never have chosen. The night got denser. Other presences began to emerge, as if the world beyond the grave had finally noticed its arrival.
It was then that she saw her - the veil wife, with eyes that saw too much and voice that seemed to come from many times at the same time.
"So young", she said, "and already left. But maybe ... there is still something to do."
and there, between what was left of life and the echoes of what she feared, a choice was made.
Not to revive. But to understand. And perhaps, on the way, free something - or someone - who has never rested
either
RP Post Death
@Lud
RP Post Death