Night comes swiftly, darkening the land. What was once lit in golden light is now shaded in deep purples and grey is now accepting the ambient twinkling light from the stars above. Melchoir watches Raine’s body rise and fall waiting for her to disappear. She wasn’t getting up, and that was the only sign he needed that she wouldn’t be rejoining him. It’d been so many years of this. So many life cycles... he felt it deep within his soul that she’d be leaving.
“You did well, Raine. I could never have asked for more,” Melchoir whispers above her. “You’ll rejoin the stars when you go. You belong there, far from these terrors, Little One.”
His eyes begin to tear at the thought of her never returning. Other the course of her life, he’d been given the chance to watch her experience so many lives
