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"He loved you..." I looked down at my sister who was covered in a robe, it looked thin enough but warm all at the same time, a very pale beige and she was barefoot. "So much so, that he couldn't bare seeing that part of him, live on in you."

Her hand was on my chest and I stared down at it, feeling her warmth which spread through my nude chest, I reached up and I laid my own over her and looked at her one more time. So much I wanted to say still, so much I needed to know.

"Wh-" her image faded in the light, like a picture fading over time and I blinked at the place she was, the imprint of her feet still there, her scent still strong and I couldn't help a smile.

There was something else left behind, tucked between the imprint of her foot. I knelt and watched as the pendant she and all of us had lay there. It was silver, and I recalled how she kept it wrapped around her wrist like a never ending bracelet.

I reached for it but it sunk into the ground and from it, within seconds a tree grew. I stumbled back in surprise as it thickened and it's branches flickered out and leaves of green blossomed.

Not only would she always be with us, she expanded out territory.


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21 October 2021

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