Spirits returning home

*Naiche* · 11-27-2021, 11:22 PM

The one fun thing about being dead was the only responsibilities were those Naiche set upon himself. A small grin came as Sirius informed him to do it also. It didn’t matter since the two were in agreement. Ahhah! Sirius was seven years old. It really didn’t matter but since he had just wondered there was the answer. “As sure as the sun is meant to rise I know I’m not supposed to be here. No dead should walk on the land.” A pause at the thought and another focused gaze on Sirius, “are there any others like me? Have you met or heard of other dead coming back?” It was a solid question. Was Naiche an oddity or just one of many? He didn’t even know which he’d rather hear.

Good to see him alive or dead, eh? It was certainly a comment Naiche never expected to hear in his lifetime but, did this even count as a lifetime? “I have no idea how long I’ll be like this. Maybe I will or maybe I won’t make it there and the same to returning with information." Naiche stretched, then shook out his coat. He didn’t really need to, it just felt good in a strange way. “I’ll do my best, and perhaps if not on the land then however somnium works, perhaps I’ll find my way to you there for an update.” Hell if Naiche really knew how.

Naiche took a step as if already planning to leave when a thought occurred, “Sirius, take good care of those grandkids.” It was a pointless statement, he knew Sirius would do so. “Keep the future alive and the armada strong. If I should ever see you again, I bet there is nothing worse than a pissed off ghost.” It sounded good whether or not there was any merit

"Naiche"

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