Thea’s haunting scream was unlike anything I’d heard before. It was so raw, so powerful, so charged with emotions I didn’t know the words for, but I could feel them. There was something grey, like deep sadness or sorrow. A heavy pressure that weighed on my stomach, something that wasn’t easy to shake. Grief? Perhaps that was what it felt like to lose a loved one.
There were so many feelings that I felt through her as she summoned the Veil in a manner completely different from Valkyries. We used our wings to carry us on the coattails of life returning to death, shifting into the Veil by passing through a fissure. That was what most Afterlife Assistants were taught.
This was different. She wasn’t slipping through a c***k, she was calling death here. Her voice, it held a power I could neve
