"It is not only souls that create ghosts," the goddess of haunting said in an echoing whisper as the very memories I have buried in my graveyard of memories resurfaced and was given form by the spectral powers of the underworld, "Humans are so powerful, but they also don't even know they can conjure ghosts."
She then looked at mine and Surt's specters sadly.
"Ghosts that can haunt themselves and others," she then looked at my husband right now, who is looking at me with indescribable emotions raging inside his feral eyes.
Anger, hate, grief, guilt, pain, suffering, and misery, among others, paralyzing him for doing anything other than stare at me worldlessly after learning the whole truth himself.
I then glared at the goddess who is tormenting us right now as
