Life Among The Dead

It was during the later hours that she found herself gravitating towards Firefly Lake, drawn by word that Cerberus was here visiting his father. She couldn’t help but think about the evening she had spent with him at the Hallows bonfire, how among all the catastrophes that had been happening- one right after the other- that moment had been a breath of respite. One that she couldn’t help but try and indulge in once again.

She moved quietly toward the lake, her figure barely more than a shifting shadow in low lighting. Her silver gaze scanned the tranquil scene, finally resting on the large, muscular silhouette by the water’s edge. She couldn’t help but linger there a moment, watching as Cerberus's dark coat melted into the surrounding dusk.

As she came closer, Mariah could hear his soft breaths blending into the murmur of the lake's water and the whispering reeds. There was a serene rhythm in the sound, a soothing cadence that seemed to weave through the evening air, luring her in. When she finally got the courage to make herself known, she let out a soft sigh that echoed across the placid water of the lake, her voice cutting through the silence with a gentle whisper.

"Cerberus," she spoke, her words softly hanging in the air between them. Her gaze locked onto his, a mix of apprehension and longing at seeing him again.

"Mariah Mendacium"