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[SotP] Prologue Scene Concept

This is a concept for the prologue scene of my story Souls of the Perished! This is the first draft, sorry it isn't written too well!

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 "G...gods..."

Everything was going dark. She could feel her soul, her essence, start to slip away as she fell to her knees, barely able to move.

"It....It's been so long...Since," she started to cough and wheeze while trying to speak. "S...ince it happened...I can barely even remember...."

She collapsed, becoming a small soul on the cold stone floor. Her gaze shifted to a towering shadow in the corner. She was almost completely gone at this point.

"C...Could you help me remember, old friend?...B-before you take me?" She was barely able to whisper. Her vision started to grow more distorted and blurry. "Can...Can you take me to where this," she groaned, grabbing her chest, "where this all started?"

The figure stepped from the shadows. A scythe spawned into his hands as his pitch black eyes looked down at her. He simply nodded, an expression of grief etched across his face.

His ears flattened. "It's the least I could do, Meg." He said gently, bending down and lightly touching her forehead.

And after that came the brightest flash she had ever seen.

[End of prologue, start of Chapter One]