Sun Mote Copse On the 858th day...

I don’t, Towhee replied with a huff of laughter as she playfully reminded, and neither do you! But I still think it’s fun to think about you reincarnating as my kid. Hell, I get such a kick out of that idea, I may have more just in case we’re both wrong.

She hadn’t noticed the flickering, though Towhee had the sense that the end was imminent, even apart from Wraen’s clear readiness for departure. She listened to every last one of her friend’s final words, committing them to memory in the hope that she would remember them when she surfaced from this crazy dream.

Sense of completion, she couldn’t help but repeat with a snicker, eyes casting sideways as if she might catch another glimpse of her parents enjoying their afterglow. Kind of like my dad? Towhee quipped under her breath, then added louder, I can only hope I’ll be so lucky.

Towhee somehow knew there were only seconds left to them now. She took a breath, staring hard at Wraen’s face, soaking in its familiarity. They hadn’t touched much during this encounter, so she decided to change that at the very last minute. As she went in for the hug, she smiled into Wraen’s neck, glad that for once she would be able to embrace someone and continue the conversation at the same time!

Thank you for everything, Wraen. You were a good friend and I will never forget you, or let you be forgotten, and in this small way, she too would live on forever.