SavannahBrown258
A world of shadows and silence. Gloomy colors of tan, black, grey, and ghostly white paint the streets and dark alleyways. This is the afterlife, where a lost soul is sent to reflect until summoned to be reborn or completely obliterated. Just like this place, the creatures are gloomy. People aren't people. They are black shadow ghosts. They float aimlessly throughout the dark streets, their white orbs for eyes carrying a certain lost sadness as they do so. People would argue that everyone here deserves to be here, and that's it's only right that THIS is their afterlife. Well, here's the thing... I was never MEANT to be here... In my past life, a witch cursed me. She stole my afterlife so that I may be cursed to go here to face an emptiness she has felt... As a lost soul, will I be able to remember my name and find my voice again? Will I be able to be reborn and live out my destiny in my next life without interference? I can only try to break through the darkness that is this world... A world where Every Soul Whispers