You're just a small bump unborn, in four months you're brought to life -Ed Sheeran, Small Bump
Place: Purgatory
Aurora's p.o.v
I wander through an enchanted forest. I ignore Tony who is ringing the dinner bell in the background. I am intrigued by a young father and his son that are looking at a little white cross. I assume this little white cross marks their relative's gravesite. The father and son shift their focus to me. They claim to be my father Pegasus and brother Abel.