❛ wait. can you . . . can you hear me ? ❜
for close to three hundred years he’d been alone, remembering so little of his life that it was almost as if he had never been alive in the first place. the black rocks had scourged his village. poisoned their water. brought decay upon their crops. sickness among their land.
but in the end, it was the sharp spike of a blade like crystal that did him in. growing from the ground much too fast to escape.
as his life faded, his spirit remained. there was no afterlife for him, no blissful reward or frightening damnation. not even the relief of nothingness. the rocks, with their destruction and magic, had cursed him. forever he was to walk alone in the world.
until now.
he looked at the girl with a strange curiosity, inspecting her for any indication that just maybe he had been mistaken and she was, in fact, also dead. but no. no she was very much alive.
❛ do you . . . do you . . . see me ? ❜
@nethergrl » ❪ sc. ❫
