It hadn"t felt right to leave Jidan"s body by the flowers, where the demon king"s energy still lingered so near. Instead, they carried him to the ruined village and laid him to rest under the forest"s scented pines.
In solemn moods, they said their final farewells and continued on towards the bog. Yusumi carried the precious single flower, its roots wrapped delicately in a torn section of Xanna"s cloak to keep it alive and well for its journey back to Earthias. She"d offered to guard it for her friends because it was the only reminder of Jidan she had, and she held it close to her body despite the occasional prick of its thorns.
‘You cannot bring back the dead, princess.’
You cannot bring back the dead, princess.She stopped, the words resonating in her mind from that day, so long ago, w
