I felt my hearth bleed while writhing this chapter.
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Spirit world,
A month ago.
A small white bird slowly flies over an endless ocean, its silvery-white feathers glistering in the light of a full blue moon high in the sky.
The bird slowly flies onward as it is getting darker around him except for the moon, its light illuminating the waves of the blue ocean under him.
Suddenly the air around the bird ripples like the bird flies through some sort of air barrier.
As the bird leaves the rippled air behind, it suddenly flies into some sort of large circular room surrounded by a blue-ish barrier, making the blue light of the full moon a darker shade of blue.
The bird now spirals down and flies along a group of floating white orbs that illuminate an area on sea level as the floor seems to be made of some sort of glass, the waves lazily flowing under it.
Finally the bird finds its resting place as it lands on a block of white coral covered with glowing purple crystals.
The coral seems to be hand carved for the bird as it settles down in a small hole in the top of the coral filled with green seaweed creating a nest.
The bird ruffles its feathers as it sits down on its resting place.
Then a feminine hand with silver coloured fingernails slowly moves towards the bird, the tumb gently straddling the birds head as it responds to the touch by moving closer.
The lips of the woman form a small smile as she straddles the bird, silvery white hair flowing down along her pale cheek. Her silvery eyes fixated on the small spirit in front of her.
The bird now opens its beak, silvery sand spilling out and onto the glass table under the coral stand, the sand seems to have mind of its own. It moves around until it forms the number 16 on the glass.
A tear starts to form in the womans left eye, quickly growing in size before slowly traveling down her cheek.
Just before the tear falls off her cheek a male hand wipes it off of in a gentle move.
'You shouldn't mourn La, not after sixteen long years.' A male voice speaks up.
'I simply cannot forget Tui, I can't forget the little girl.' La now grabs her face with both hands as she starts crying loudly.
'It was probaly for the better.' Tui responds as he lays his hand on La's shoulder.
La now quickly faces him her face covered in tears as she screams. 'DOES THAT JUSTIFY THE SUFFERING SHE HAD TO GO THROUGH?!' La grabs her face again as she bursts out crying loudly before weakly continueing. 'Can you just imagine her pain as a monster like Koh rips her soul in half and adds the half to his collection... AS A FUCKING TROPHY.' La screams the last part before she removes her tear-soaked hands from her face and looks down blankly.
'No it does not.' Tui slowly replies.
La now speaks up without any emotion in her voice. 'Meaby I should try to forget.' She raises her head before she raises her hand towards an empty spot in the room, as some sort of invicibility cloak flies off, uncovering an object.
A small silver cradle.
She slowly stands up before gracefully walking towards it, her silver dress flowing behind her.
As she grabs the pearly white side of the cradle, feeling the smooth wood under her hand Tui joins her on her left and places his hand on hers.
'We should try to forget, together.' Tui says as they tighten their grip on the cradle to push it into the sea.
Time to forget.' La says without any sign of emotion.
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I want to cry.
Will they destroy their only link to Kai? Will she be forgotten?
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