“The air always feels different when one of you is around.” Briana said quietly before looking up to catch Amara’s gaze. “We draw you in I think. We freaks of nature. Not born like everything else but made. Death held in suspension.” She tugged at her hair a little. “I plan on avoiding needing one of you till my afterlife is secure. Knowing one of us is spending his afterlife adrift, in-between. Makes me sick. Why should I be denied rest in heaven just because of what someone else did to me?” @amarareap












