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"Don't you care about the fact, that your sister is dead?" I said to Tanner.
"Only as much as one a general to a private, besides her memories -- her important ones, anyway -- are backed up, I have all the meta-data I need. So how does it feel to die knowing you opened a bridge to another universe?" Tanner said.
I felt myself having a lunette wrapped around my neck, blade slicing through my small neck.
I woke up in bed.
"Rassie!" I said.
"Wow, you've changed Nadine." said Malcolm.
"And you haven't?" I said.
"Oh I miss her too, but I know you."
"You remember when we lost Blanci?"
"Yes, I still feel that."
"Then think of the children you could have had, think of what children she could have had. She could have been a great mother."
"I'm not disagreeing."
It was the next month that me, Millie, Elena, and Malcolm met Ellen again. Ellen, was working as a nerve splicer and tattoo artist. For moment felt jealousy creeping in, but managed but to put most of it to the side. But I hugged her tightly, kissing under the glow of the flickering L.E.D. light.
Malcolm dated Elena, missing the long lost Blanci. Almost as if she was another Blanci. Millie and Elena went to go visit Blanci's grave. Peculiarly, it was Malcolm that needed the most comfort.
Elena provided a warming hand on his cheek, and he placed a flower he had picked from Voreth's Promise on Blanci's grave. She will live on in his memories. When I myself went to see Blanci, it was with Ellen and Millie. I remained unhardened despite all the seemingly long years of abuse within the nature of the game, the very realistic game of death. Ever since, I became white as death. As a ghost. Whenever I hear Blanci's and Rassie's name, I say:
It was the second date with Ellen, that her life became more bearable. Ellen held Nadine's shoulders in a warm embrace, under the glow of the sunset on a distant shore. "Come with me Nadine," she said, tenderly. Then just before the kiss. "where the meadow is always real on the other side."
To the Meadow they went.
I still wish I did not try bringing back Millie, but it wasn't something I could help.
But her mind was erased, and she still loved me. I had pictures in my mind of running through the forest, where the fairy children are jumping rope. Where everything was good and true, and everything was somehow better again.
My new youth song.