She looks beautiful. Her white hair running down her back. She wore the same blue dress I remembered. Her eyes look like stars in the sky. I draw back. She slides her hand down my cheek. Yet... why does her face drip blood. Is this an illusion? Am I truly falling into the darkness?
"This is a dream." I say.
She smiles at me.
What makes you say that?
"Mother, you're dead." I say.
It was never my choice to die.
"I can imagine that." I say.
My child, I've missed you so much.
"You... you have?" I ask.
You look so much like your father.
"Why did you not tell me about Malachi?" I ask.
It was never to be told. I need your help. I want peace.
"Do you not already have it?" I ask.
No. Your father took everything from me.
"I do not understand what you are saying." I wince as I come to the side of the bed.
She lifts my head up.
Head Malachi's words.
"What makes you think I can trust him?" I ask.
Head his words. He is your brother.
"I know he is, but I do not understand." I say.
Then go to him and learn the truth.
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