#the deathly queue

[hel-inherbones]

@never-so-bad

Hel looked at the little boy in astonishment. This child before her was none other than Eros, her dear friend. His soul told her as much. But he was young. He was a child.

“Hello Eros,” she said gently. “Do you remember me?” She couldn’t tell what had happened to make him a child again so she couldn’t be sure that he even recognized her. “I’m your friend, Hel,” she explained gently. She didn’t want to frighten the poor boy. She was a stranger after all and children were often warned to stay away from strangers.

[hel-inherbones]

The woods are lovely, dark and deep

@onsilentwings

It astonished Hel that most forests felt like home. Every single time she stepped into the shadow of the forest she was reminded of her childhood. She remembered running through the trees and ducking through the underbrush in an attempt to keep one step ahead of her brothers during a chase. It was so strange that even now it made her want to dart through the trees, chasing sunshine that poured through the trees.

Hel walked through the trees, content to be silent and listen to all that surrounded her. Nothing here could hurt her, at least not permanently so she had no need to worry. She simply allowed herself to exist and to be present in the moment.

[hel-inherbones]

@angenga

Those who looked human but were not human were not a foreign sight to Hel who could pick them out easily. When one could see souls it was not difficult to distinguish between individuals. But the boy she Hel watched now was different than any being she had seen in quite some time. She watched for a moment before approaching him. “I beg your pardon, but I haven’t seen your kind in a very long time.”