The Realm of Eternity Into the Unknown

Is This the Afterlife?

I take a deep breath as I try to steady my shaking hands enough to secure the rope to the tree. I struggle for a few more seconds before I manage to secure it to the tree with a jumble of knots, I can only pray it will hold my weight. I would really hate to go from the poor orphan girl whose own parents didn't want her to the poor orphan girl who failed at committing suicide. I shake my head to clear the thoughts away.

"It'll be okay" I whisper into the forest for nobody but myself to hear. It will be fine I repeat but this time in my head. I've got this I mean how hard can it be to kill yourself. I check the rope in a few more places making sure it's securely in place. I step back to admire my work.

A course purple rope hangs from a tall thick oak with a poorly tied noose hanging from the end of the rope. It's not much. My knot thing skills are certainly rough, but it's my favorite color, so at least I get to go out in some sort of style.

I sigh as the realness of the situation truly hits me. I didn't have a home in this world, and I never have. It truly is a shame I was allowed to live this long. I think it's time for me to go maybe my next life will be kinder than the harsh existence that I've called my life for the past twenty years. I walk right up to the rope and grab it all of my previous doubts are gone. I know this world doesn't need me in any way it hasn't since before I was born. I really do believe I was a mistake and it's time I corrected that mistake. The coarseness of the rope in my hands sends gleeful shivers down my spine.

I careful raise it above my head when I catch a glimpse of something red with what appears to be an orange smoke like substance surrounding it.

I hold the rope in my hands torn between what I should do. Do I just continue and get one with ending my sad pathetic little life? Or should I follow that orange smoke?

Fuck it I can always come back and finish myself off. I drop the rope and take off running after the orange smoke. The closer I get the more I can make out. It seems to be a man with beautiful red hair, wearing a black hooded cloak and the orange smoke seems to be an ever-present attachment to the man as it glows and swirls in waves around him, no it's not around him it's coming from him.

I catch up to him as a bright blinding light appears ahead of us. The man seems unaffected no walks toward the light. Desperate not to lose this mysterious man I throw myself toward him my outstretched hands catching his shoulder in time for us both to make it through the light. The force of me throwing myself onto him causes the stranger to stagger and we both tumble to the ground in an entangled mess of limbs.

"What the hell!?" The man exclaims his voice is a rough gravelly tone.

"I'm sorry." I gasp out. I jump backwards a few steps away from the strange angry man. He picks himself up off the ground.

"What are you doing here?" He asks looking me up and down.

"N...nothing." I stutter out "I was just in the woods, and I saw you so I followed you and here I am." I glance up at the stranger truly looking at him for the first time. His eyes are a soul piercing violet, his hair a fiery red, his jawline looks like it was chiseled out by the gods, and he's tall very tall like this man has got to be over six foot tall. He seems to be mulling over my response.

"Who are you then?" He asks breaking my thoughts.

"Just Luna Audriana a poor little orphan girl whose parents didn't even care enough to leave a last name on the note card they left my name on when they left me in front of a fire station. I guess they really didn't want me being able to find the people who gave me up so didn't even bother associating their mistake with their last name. So yeah, nobody really" His violet eyes seem to flare up with some sort of emotion when I call myself nobody.