November 04, 2023, 07:02 PM
The afterlife had been beautiful to Maegi Melonii.
Born crippled and doomed marred—once she'd passed, Maegi had floated into the afterlife and had been rewarded with perfection in form. Ragged wound upon her mouth, healed. Club foot from birth, healed. Little scars here and there, healed.
It was a sublime and ethereal Maegi that descended upon Wheeling Gull Isle, bi-colored eyes fixed fascinated upon the familiar shore.
Instead she watched, and wondered when was the best time to approach her daughters Vesper and Blueberry. They were here, she knew that. But she knew her presence may not be welcomed with open arms.
It was best to linger for a while.
To enjoy her time here.
The happiest place on earth, for Maegi. There was no contest.
Born crippled and doomed marred—once she'd passed, Maegi had floated into the afterlife and had been rewarded with perfection in form. Ragged wound upon her mouth, healed. Club foot from birth, healed. Little scars here and there, healed.
It was a sublime and ethereal Maegi that descended upon Wheeling Gull Isle, bi-colored eyes fixed fascinated upon the familiar shore.
Oh,she whispered, and strode toward a crab making its way, slowly, by the surf. She knew not to prod at it; she'd been taught better by others here, long ago.
Instead she watched, and wondered when was the best time to approach her daughters Vesper and Blueberry. They were here, she knew that. But she knew her presence may not be welcomed with open arms.
It was best to linger for a while.
To enjoy her time here.
The happiest place on earth, for Maegi. There was no contest.