Somebody I Used To Know

Aranea was usually lost in this afterlife, like she didn't exist. Time passed like nothing, only met with the vision of plains or sometimes the wolves that she once knew. But most of the time there was nothing but darkness, an eternal sleep she had wished for most of her life.

The vision of the plains came to her, so she started walking, soon looking forward to see the first of her children, the lost of her children. She recognized her immediately, and silent tears fell from her eyes as she approached and looked into her. Nuada was different than the rest of them, she did have some kind of better attachment than Allegro's kids. She honestly couldn't put a note as to why, or maybe she just didn't want to find the answer.

"Nuada," She was nearly breathless as she spoke her name, and only to be met with aggression. She never knew why Nuada hated her so much, it hurt her more than anyone could imagine. Her body turned to face her as she had fell through her ghostly body. "I'm sorry." Nuada was faced away from her, unable to piece together what was going on maybe. She was sorry for so many things, too many things. Too many that she couldn't even name one out loud. Nuada never deserved any of this.

Consolidated, she spoke out again, "I have passed. You don't need to think of me anymore." She still couldn't see her daughter's face, she wondered what she thought, what was going through her head. "You have siblings in Abaven, I just thought you should know." She didn't look willing to listen to her, still lost in her own mind. "I've heard from someone that Tyranis had other kids too. I don't know anything about them. Only the family name of Praetor."

She sighed, was she speaking for nothing? Nuada wasn't reacting to anything. Happy, sad, angry. She didn't know what else she could do for her. Nuada hadn't wanted her in the real life, and now she didn't want her in the afterlife. Her actions spoke much louder than words.

"Aranea"