1 Corinthians 15:55

A final gasp seized her and all of the water that had filled her lungs emptied out back into the shrine. There was a strange lightness now that took hold. She felt impossibly delicate but also strong, stronger than she’d ever felt. Still that voice beckoned from the middle of the shrine, from its very depths - Come, come, come. She would go to Him. She would meet her father. She would wait for Obi. Calamity lolled out of Obi’s grasp, her body suddenly heavy with the absence of her very soul. She tumbled soundlessly back into the waters and drifted along the surface briefly, sightless eyes staring up at the star-filled sky, until she winked out below the surface and came to rest at the bottom of the Shrine.