Old friend, come share a tale

The pair banter like old times and Outlaw happily reminds her that, at least with her dead, he won’t have to have worry about her. A big, genuine, joyful laugh fills the air and shakes her head, glad that the dog can find the bright spot in her death. She goes on to share about what her life was like, the pretty things she saw and how the earthen woman had run from herself. After that, she is quick to pass the conversation back to her friend and he quickly speaks of the ocean and the sunsets he saw.

Outlaw speaks of Tamsyn and the litter of pups she had and Meadow grins wide saying, “Oh, yes! Resin is very proud of them. We are together, you know… in the afterlife.” The smile on her ethereal lips is bright and there is no sadness to be found because, in death, the sisters had been reunited and the worries of the living world forgotten. He speaks of the Hallows leader and Gwyn who had become a healer and she listens with a smile that never leaves her lips and her ghostly eyebrows raise when he speaks of his unplanned trip.

A joyful laugh spills out as she says, “Outlaw, did you get lost at sea? I bet that was scary but, I am glad you are home now! Speaking of home, I have a favor to ask of you, old friend.” Turning her head, Meadow catches his eye with her emerald gaze and offers him a soft smile as she says, “Please, meet my daughter, Fern, and tell her that I wish for her to hear your stories. Tell her how we met and how much fun we had. I… want her to meet my friends.”

With her plea voiced, Meadow turns her gaze back out over the ocean and says, “So, tell me your favorite story from your travels! I want to hear everything.” She resists the tug of the afterlife to remain with her friend and hear his tales. It feels like old times as the dog spins a yarn and the woman laughs joyfully beside him.  



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