It wasn’t hard to obtain a body, certainly not when the ancestors had such a hold over witches in the living world and this...-the Wolf Leia felt far more of a personal punishment than a gift when it came to resurrection. Everything so easily hanging over her head because doing right by those who had only done the same felt NECESSARY. There came dread however, to look into your child’s eyes and see hate...oh she wondered if it was regret she felt or guilt.
“I understand it...-you can hate me, you can want me dead but talk to me Lu?” because that mattered even if in hindsight maybe it seemed like little did. “I mean you can’t just sit there all day.”
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