CHAPTER 2
Mum's POV
I stare down at my daughters spirit and press my lips against her light little angelic forehead. She was asleep, and I didn't want to wake her. She was tired, and weak, and she needed the rest. "Well done, Joy." I say, my soft, heavenly voice echoing off of the nonexistent walls. She began babbling of something, when about 10 seconds later I realized that my daughter was still in a much needed sleep. "Joy.. Shh.. She needs her rest. She's going to go back to the moral world soon." I lightly whisper. I guess by soon I mean now, because her light, transparent body began to vaporize, and float downward. I said my quick goodbyes to Joy and followed her down.
~Moments Later~
I looked at Trinity, knowing this would hurt her. She would have to focus in order to return to her human body. I watched her spirit. Surprisingly, it eased right in. I guess I keep forgetting that she's like me. I returned to my human host.
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Trinity
Teen FictionTrinity, a mindful tale that makes the ordinary person think about how much one has, and how much many people do not have. This fantasy dreamworld of a story leaves the average human being beam, as events churn and feelings change. People won't rema...
