I Know The End

Epiphron had lived through a plague before; was this similar, she wondered? She couldn't remember ever seeing anything quite like it. This world really had changed. "I'm from here, I just…" Truthfully she wasn't totally sure why she'd found herself back here. Maybe explaining things to this stranger wasn't so important. It seemed like she had more than enough going on; and maybe pretending she was still alive would help remind her how it felt. Everything was so much lighter now where she'd gone, though at the same time she found herself missing life's simple pleasures, all things she could only dream of now. "That all sounds… strange. I'm sure it will pass. Everything does eventually." Only in death had she found true meaning, and clarity. "And I hope it passes soon for you. You're far too lovely to suffer like this."