The Living Should Live

*Resin* · 11-13-2021, 09:34 PM

Just as she was wondering who might have been outside of the hall, the wolf in question pushed inside. Resin recognized his face and watched with concern as Emile's neglected frame walked by, unseeing. Surely she wasn't invisible... Could he hear her at least?

The boy stopped, staring at a clump of crystals and fireflies and Resin moved silently up beside him. Her golden gaze narrowed as she stared at the crystals. They weren't unknown to her. Melding her memories of her living life and of her time of death, things were still a little fuzzy. She did know that the glow and the fireflies weren't just here in the land of the living. It was concerning.

More golden droplets spattered the floor at her paws and the hulking phantom turned her lone eye to fall upon the dejected looking boy. "Emile," she spoke aloud, ears shifting as she caught her own ethereal tones reverberating off of the stone walls. "What's happened to you?" She asked, adjusting her gravelly tones for the space and proximity.

"Resin"

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