i can't follow you into the dark

She collapsed into his embrace. Although her ritual was deeply private, his soul was part of hers. If there was anyone she could bear this raw grief to, it him. Her twin flame. Eris made soft keening noises into the ruff of his neck, unable to form any coherent words. She had no words left. They had all been emptied from her body. Not a single syllable remained.

Her milky red eyes stared listlessly into his fur. She tapped her emotions endlessly on his paws until the motions were so fast that they were almost unintelligible: grief. Sadness. Emptiness. Eris closed her eyes tightly and prayed to Fenris and Tor that they would accept her son into their safe embrace. His eyes had only just opened - he had barely seen the world, only the inside of the den - before he had faded from this plane. She felt her smallness now more than ever. It was as if she could lose herself entirely inside of him. Hiding away from the world sounded like just what she needed.