I got the idea for this at the same time I came up with "Cockaigne." I intended for all three of them to be one great big crossover, but went with making them two separate crossovers.
A paracosm is also an imaginary world. It's pretty much a synonym to cockaigne. But you get the idea. Personal heaven, personal desires. Was originally titled "Perfect World," but stuck with the one I already chose.
I never read the book The Lovely Bones was based off, just the movie. This fanfiction focuses on the movies.
Well, enjoy this new crossover. ^_^
When they crossed the bridge from the picnic, the three looked over their shoulders one last time. The three strode through the dusty trail, unsure but fascinated at the same time. They were free from the Beldam's control, and now they could go anywhere they wanted. It seemed the ordeal still left a lingering feeling of dread.
The road stretched on before them. A wide, open valley with wildflowers in many colors stretched on as far as the eye can see. In the distance a great mountain stood imposingly with snow capping its top. The sky was a clear blue with white clouds rolling in. A flock of birds flew past the trio, taking them by surprise. The three felt compelled to follow them, and so they did.
A valley appeared out of nowhere. The grass was so yellow that they thought it was flowers at first. A lake rested in the center, surrounded by green hills. The more they stood there, the more they heard, the more they saw, the more they felt. It was a feeling that they didn't want to stop feeling.
A set of footsteps approached them from behind. The trio turned around. They saw a blonde girl with blueish green eyes. She was dressed in a red sweater with a white shirt underneath. She had on a blue jacket, yellow slacks, and a pair of tennis shoes.
"Hello," she said, her voice was clear and calm.
"Hello," said the Ghost Boy.
"Who are you?," asked the Sweet Ghost Girl.
"My name is Salmon," said the blonde girl, "like the fish. First name: Susie."
"Hello," said the Tall Ghost Girl.
"What are your names?," asked Susie.
The three looked at each other.
"We don't remember our names," spoke the Ghost Boy.
Susie furrowed her brow.
"I don't understand," she said.
The trio gave each other worried glances before looking back at Susie.
"We," said the Tall Ghost Girl, "we were all lured by the Beldam."
"The Beldam?," uttered Susie, sitting down on the grass. This prompted the trio to sit, too.
"She spied on our lives through the little doll's eyes," said the Sweet Ghost Girl.
"And saw that we weren't happy," said the Ghost Boy.
"So she lured us away," quoth the Tall Ghost Girl, "with treasures..."
"...and treats," interjected the Ghost Boy.
"...and games to play," muttered the Sweet Ghost Girl.
"Gave all that we asked," said the Ghost Boy.
"Yet we still wanted more," said the Sweet Ghost Girl.
"So we let her sew the buttons," retorted the Tall Ghost Girl.
"Buttons?," uttered Susie, raising a brow. "What buttons?"
"Buttons," said the Ghost Boy, pointing to his eyes, "that go on your eyes. The Beldam, she had them upon her eyes."
"And she said we could stay with her," chimed the Tall Ghost Girl, "if we would be willing to have the buttons sewn on our eyes."
"She," gasped Susie, hand clutching the grass, "ripped your eyes out and sewed the buttons?"
"Aye," replied the Ghost Boy.
"And...the doll?," Susie's brow furrowed deeper. "What's this about a doll?"
"The doll," spoke the Tall Ghost Girl, "was magic. The Beldam could see through it. And she saw each of us, and saw that we were bored with our lives. So she led us to her world behind the little door."
"Door?," quoth Susie confusedly.
"The little door," said the Ghost Boy, "we each got to live in the house at a different time in our lives."
"And she took our lives when we accepted the buttons," said the Sweet Ghost Girl.
"How did you all get out?," asked Susie.
"Coraline," said the Ghost Boy. "She was the one who freed us."
Susie's befuddled expression let the trio know she was having a hard time processing this revelation.
"What about you?," queried the Sweet Ghost Girl.
"Me?," reiterated Susie, "my death wasn't as brutal as yours. I was fourteen years old, when I was murdered on December sixth nineteen seventy-three."
"Oh my," said the Sweet Ghost Girl, placing a hand over her chest, where her heart would've been.
Susie nodded plaintively. "My murderer was a man from our neighborhood," she responded, "I took his photo once as he talked to my parents about his border flowers. I was aiming for the bushes, when he got in the way. He stepped out of nowhere and ruined the shot. He ruined a lot of things."
"That's awful," uttered the Tall Ghost Girl.
Susie shrugged, as though she were drawing in breath.
"If I hadn't been so distracted," spoke Susie, drawing her knees up to her chin, "I would've realized something was wrong. Cause that sort of thing gives me the skeevies..."
A long silence passed between the four of them.
"How did he...?" The Tall Ghost Girl stopped before she could unintentionally offend her.
The crease in Susie's forehead loosened, and she looked a million times less tense.
"He," she began, "he lured me into a hole under the earth. He built it himself, said that it could be a clubhouse for the neighbor kids. He offered me a Coke, and I sat down. He looked at me kind of funnily. I felt scared. I wanted to leave, but he didn't want me to.
"Next thing I know I'm running out of there. I was running through the streets, and I ran past Ruth Conners, the strange girl that no one talked to at school. She looked at me and I looked back at her. I didn't stop; I kept running. I ran through the streets. I saw my Dad looking for me, but he couldn't hear me no matter how loud I shouted. I didn't understand why he couldn't hear me.
"I kept running. Then I made it home. I was about to tell Mom what happened when the same thing happened. My Mom couldn't hear me. I went up the stairs, and I saw a light coming out of the bathroom. I go inside and see that it wasn't my bathroom, but someone else's. It was a mess: there was hair all over the sink, and a bloodied razor. I look over and I see someone in the tub taking a bath. Only they had a washcloth over their face.
"Then I noticed the charm bracelet hanging from the faucet. It was my bracelet. Then I looked over and the person in the tub is Mr. Harvey. He took the washcloth from his face and he looked over at me. Or..at least I thought he was looking at me. He looked...intoxicated. I realized what had happened, why my Mom and Dad couldn't hear me. I screamed, and I evaporated into dust. I found myself here, the In-Between."
The Ghost Boy surveyed the landscape around them.
"The In-Between?," uttered the Sweet Ghost Girl.
"It's the blue horizon between Heaven and Earth," replied Susie, "the days are unchanging and every night I dreamed the same dream. The smell of damp earth. The scream no one heard. The sound of my heart beating like a hammer against cloth and I would hear them calling, the voices of the dead."
The Tall Ghost Girl sat a little straighter.
"So," said the Ghost Boy, "this isn't Heaven?"
"No," responded Susie, "this isn't Heaven, you're not there yet." She rose to her feet. "Come," she added.
The trio stood up, and followed Susie through the field. In a nanosecond, the landscape started to change. A cornfield suddenly appeared, but they didn't go through it, but walked past it. A straw hat flew past the four.
"This place just isn't one place," said Susie, "but it's also not the same place either."
"Here," said the Tall Ghost Girl, "the In-Between."
"Yes," spoke Susie, "Holly said there was a wide, wide Heaven beyond everything we knew; where there was no cornfield, no memory, no grave...but I wasn't looking beyond yet, I was still looking back."
"Holly?," said the Sweet Ghost Girl.
"She's my friend," said Susie. She glanced over her shoulder. "But yes, I was looking back. Just like you three are."
"Us?," muttered the Ghost Boy.
The four were suddenly hiking through a forest. The forest was enormous, thick, and diverse. Its canopy was contested by cypress, rhododendron, and buxus, and cascading lights bouncing between the leaves allowed for all sorts of mushrooms to flourish in the stony grounds below.
Thick branches suspended from a couple of trees, and a hodgepodge of flowers, which grew dispersed and sparingly, enhanced the otherwise dark green scenery. A variation of animal noises, belonging mostly to bird songs, reverberated through the air, and were accompanied by the occasional sounds of breaking twigs beneath the feet of larger animals.
The area changed again and the three ghost children found themselves in a snowy landscape. Aside from the great mountain, they saw a collection of ice sculptures standing here and there. One that stood out the most was shaped like a penguin. Another one that grabbed their attention was of a bell. Below the ice they walked upon was a red rose in full bloom.
"Wow," said the Sweet Ghost Girl.
"I know," said Susie.
The snowy landscape was gone and now they found themselves in a beach. They saw mountains, and, of all things, a giant rainbow-colored beach ball floating on top of the water. What muddled the trio was that one side of the beach it was day, and on the other it was night. The sun and the moon stood beside the other like equals. Seeing how Susie had a familiarity with this place, it was only natural that she know her way around, and where to go. In the distance near where the boulders stood out, was a collection of giant ships in a bottle. And to their fight was a lighthouse.
"My Grandma Lynn said," uttered Susie, "that I would live a long and happy life because I had saved my brother's life."
The Sweet Ghost Girl blinked. "What happened to your brother?"
"I remember the day he stopped breathing," answered Susie as she turned around, "he swallowed a twig, and my parents weren't home. I took the spare car keys and drove me and my brother to the hospital. We got there, and kind of wrecked the car, but I didn't care about that; I needed to save my brother.
"The doctors came and took Buckley in. My parents arrived with Lindsey, my younger sister. Grandma Lynn came, too, and she told me exactly what I just told you." She gave a rueful smile. "But as always, Grandma Lynn was wrong."
The Ghost Boy approached Susie.
"It was a brave thing you did for your brother," he said, placing a hand on her arm. Susie gave him a genuine smile.
The Tall Ghost Girl looked past Susie. She was seeing something that prompted Susie to turn around. A girl with black hair, olive skin, wearing an orange plaid dress with a paisley undershirt, white tights, and saddle shoes.
"Who's she?," asked the Tall Ghost Girl.
"I'm Holly," said the girl. "Holly Golightly."
"Tis a nice name," said the Ghost Boy.
Holly chuckled.
"Actually," said Susie, "Holly's not really her real name. It's Denise Lee Ang."
"Holly is not your real name?," muttered the Sweet Ghost Girl.
"No," responded Holly. "I borrowed it. You can do that here."
"Here?," quoth the Tall Ghost Girl. "The In-Between."
The beach disappeared, as though blown away by a strong wind, and the birds flew past them. Where the beach used to be, now a great field appeared, and a single oak tree stood in the center. The birds flew toward the tree at breakneck speed. They were so numerous, so abundant, that when they perched on the tree they resembled leaves.
"It's wonderful," cooed the Ghost Boy.
"Of course it is," said Holly.
Susie looked over to her left. A lake was forming, and the mountains reappeared in seconds. A white gazebo appeared in the center of the lake.
"What's that?," said the Tall Ghost Girl, pointing to the gazebo.
"Oh," said Susie, "that's where we're going."
"We are?," uttered the Ghost Boy.
Susie walked, and so did Holly. The trio wordlessly looked at one another before following the two girls down the hill. The further down they strode, the more sand they saw. A few grass blades extruded from the ground. When they reached the water's edge the trio glanced up at Susie in worriment.
"How are we going to get to gazebo?," queried the Ghost Boy. "I don't see a bridge anywhere."
"We don't need one," replied Susie, "look."
The trip watched Susie lift her foot, hanging over the water, expecting it to sink, when they heard a soft tap. It sounded as though it were made of glass.
"Come on," insisted Holly.
The Ghost Boy looked from the Tall Ghost Girl to the Sweet Ghost Girl, then at Susie and Holly.
"Trust me," said Susie, smiling.
With dim hope, the three stepped onto the water tentatively. They heard a tap, and with awe they found themselves standing on top of the water as though it had indeed turned to glass.
"See?," piped Holly. "I told you."
The Sweet Ghost Girl giggled.
Susie and Holly led the trio to the gazebo. The three had fun walking on top of the water. It amused them so much when the saw goldfish swimming underneath their feet. When they reached the gazebo Susie was the first to step in, then Holly, and then the three friends.
"I know you're wondering we're here," reiterated Susie.
The Ghost Boy nodded, along with the Sweet Ghost Girl.
"What is so special about this place?," asked the Tall Ghost Girl. Her tone wasn't haughty, but she was rather curious.
"I came here to see my father," said Susie. "Actually, this place was where I was suppose to meet Ray Singh. But it never happened."
"I'm sorry," said the Sweet Ghost Girl.
Susie nodded quickly. "I sent my Dad a sign that I was here," she said, "and he saw that I was here when I made the reflection of the candle stand still when the flame flickered."
"That must've surprised him," said the Ghost Boy.
"It did," said Susie.
"I watched over my family from here," explained Susie, "ever since I died, I've come here. Watching my little sister and brother, my Mom and Dad. Ray. Ruth."
"What about," began the Sweet Ghost Girl, "your murderer?"
"He's dead," replied Susie plainly. She said it as simple as telling the time.
The trio stared, stupefied.
"He tried to get another girl to go with him," explained Susie, "but an icicle fell from a tree branch and hit him on the shoulder. He lost his balance and fell down the ravine he parked his car by."
"Oh my," uttered the Tall Ghost Girl.
"I'm not sorry he died," interjected Holly.
The Sweet Ghost Girl furrowed her brow. The Tall Ghost Girl looked over at the Ghost Boy.
"One thing Holly and the others I've met have in common," stated Susie, "is that we were murdered by the same man. George Harvey."
"Oh dear," stammered the Sweet Ghost Girl, hand to her chest.
The clouds rolled by, turning from grayish white to purplish pink. The sun bathed the world with a golden glow with traces of orange and red. The sun's light reflected into the green-blue water. The shadow casted from the mountain darkened almost all of the lake. The overall appearance of this world filled the trio with a sense of calm. The air was neither cold nor hot. It was a feeling they wished to grow used to.
"My sister and brother are all grownup," said Susie, smiling, "my parents are grandparents. Grandma Lynn is still alive. Ray married another woman and had three children with her. Ruth Conners used her ability to help others communicate with their deceased lived ones."
"She could see you, couldn't she?," said the Tall Ghost Girl. "That girl?"
"Yes," said Susie.
"I told Susie she wasn't suppose to look back," said Holly, "that she had to keep going."
"Therein lied why I wasn't looking beyond," replied Susie.
The Ghost Boy wrung his hands.
"And," he spoke, "the reason we're here...is to let go of Earth?"
"You seem to be held back by something," stated Susie.
The trio went silent.
"Coraline," uttered the Tall Ghost Girl.
"She saved us," said the Sweet Ghost Girl.
"And we feel like we haven't done anything for her," spoke the Ghost Boy.
Holly looked over at Susie, who after a moment, shrugged and said, "You can let her know you're here."
"How?," muttered the Ghost Boy.
"Like I did with my father," said Susie, "find a way to let Coraline know you're here. Even though she might've moved on, let her know you haven't forgotten her."
The trio looked at one another concernedly. They looked to Susie for answers.
"Just try it," said Susie.
She stepped away from them. The three ghost children looked between the columns, unsure of what to do or say. All they saw was the lake, the shore, the mountain, and the setting sun.
"Concentrate," said Susie.
The Sweet Ghost Girl looked up at Susie, arching a brow. Susie returned the smile and nodded. Holly stood behind the blonde, smiling. The trio looked on at the expansive lake and concentrated.
In the spot where they were looking, smoke swirled, fogging up the lake. It cleared away, revealing instead a great, pink house standing against a forest. The scene panned out, a garden with bright red tulips enhanced the look of the pink house. From this side the house looks posh and extravagant. Large rectangular windows add to the overall style of the house and have added to the house in the most symmetrical way.
A girl with blue hair and hazel eyes walked along the cobblestone path of her garden. She wore a mint green dress with a pair of silver ballet flats. She wore a dragonfly hair clip.
"Is that her?," asked Susie.
"Yes," said the Tall Ghost Girl.
"I like her house," commented Holly.
"It wasn't pink when I lived in it," said the Sweet Ghost Girl, "it was white. My sister must've painted it."
"You have a sister?," asked Susie.
"A twin sister," said the Sweet Ghost Girl, "she's an old woman now. She has a grandson from what I've seen."
"I'm happy for her," said Susie.
The five watched Coraline walk further through the garden. Then she walked down a path that led into the forest. The trees were abundant with red cherries. Wildflowers popped out of the monotonous green grass. The path is contoured by a variety of bushes, hedges, and shrubs. Miniature mushrooms popped out of the ground, paling in comparison to the colorful flowers. Coraline ambled through a steeper trail, and stopped in front of a fairy ring made of little brown mushrooms. Around the mushroom was a well with its wooden top safely in place. The house could be seen from atop the hill.
"That's where Coraline dropped the key," said the Ghost Boy, "and the Beldam's hand."
"You must be glad it's all over," quipped Holly.
"Yes," said the Tall Ghost Girl, "it's over and done with."
"But you still miss her," said Susie, trying to sound soothing.
"Aye," said the Ghost Boy.
Susie looked back at the panoramic view of the forest. The house stood nestled in the towering pines. The sky behind the forest was a clear, calm blue. It looked like something out of a storybook.
"She was the only one who didn't fall for the Beldam's trap," said the Sweet Ghost Girl.
"The Beldam," repeated Susie.
"The wicked enchantress," said the Tall Ghost Girl, "she lived in a world behind the little door. She took the appearance of my mother when I entered her world and found her doll. She gave me a world of fun and games. And prepared the most wonderful food." Her face fell. "If only I could've seen her for the wicked Beldam she is."
"We were glad that Coraline had the common sense that we wished we had to escape her clutches," bemoaned the Ghost Boy.
"And you wish you had been able to escape," concluded Holly.
The three looked up at her with wounded expressions. Holly blinked, shrinking back. Susie took the lead.
"Mr. Harvey," she began, "was my Beldam in a way. He lived in my neighborhood all my life. He watched me grow up. He befriended my parents, and I in turn trusted him. If only I had been smarter, I would've done something to escape him." She closed her eyes for a moment. When she opened them again, her face was filled with a new light. "I could've just said no."
"But you didn't," said the Tall Ghost Girl.
"And here we are now," stated Susie.
Holly stepped up, standing beside Susie.
"Mr. Harvey took me," she uttered, careful to word it properly, "while I was waiting for my Dad to close up our shop. He killed me and threw me in a river. I was thirteen."
"I'm sorry," said the Sweet Ghost Girl.
A smile formed on Holly's face. "My Dad remarried after I died, and had a new daughter. He gave her my old name. Which is why I like to call myself Holly."
"We don't know what happened to our families after we died," said the Ghost Boy. "But we know they are all right."
"My sister had bricks put into the little door," said the Sweet Ghost Girl, "but the Beldam took them down to lure Coraline. She hated the house after our parents died. So she rented it to childless couples."
The five looked back at the scene of Coraline's house. Now they saw Coraline walking back to her house. After she went inside, a black cat appeared from the tall hedges.
"That cat was a great help to Coraline," commented the Sweet Ghost Girl.
"He could talk in the Beldam's World," said the Ghost Boy.
"He could talk there?," quipped Susie incredulously.
"Aye," said the Ghost Boy.
"I sure wish my dog Holiday could talk to me," commented Susie.
Holly chuckled.
The five looked in through the bay window. They saw Coraline in her room. Her room went through a change the trio expected but were surprised by. The walls were painted cerise while she had a new set of white curtains adorning her windows. It wasn't exactly how it looked in the Beldam's world, but it was a change from the faded white walls. They saw that the floors looked recently cleaned. Her bed was dressed in a green paisley comforter with pale pink sheets. The pillows were clad in pink and green shams. A heart-shaped and a star-shaped cushion rested against the cushions. The bed even had a light green dust ruffle.
"What do we do?," queried the Tall Ghost Girl.
"Try to get her attention," said Susie.
The Ghost Boy lifted an eyebrow quizzically. He and the other two looked back and peered through the bay windows. Coraline was sitting at her bed, completely unaware of the five watching her. The three looked into the window and focused.
A golden light appeared against the glass. It grabbed Coraline's attention, she rose from the bed, keeping her eyes trained on the window. She raised a brow. It was evident from the look on her face that she didn't understand why the light was there when it wasn't sunset in her world.
Coraline's face changed from confused to surprised. The three were ecstatic. She saw them. Susie and Holly smiled. Coraline walked toward the window. She waved to them. The trio waved back, and Holly and Susie ended up waving back. It seems appropriate to do so.
"She sees us," said the Ghost Boy, turning to look at Susie and Holly. "She knows we're here."
Susie smiled.
Coraline gave them a smile before the smoke appeared and she was gone along with the pink house, the garden, everything. Now all they saw was the crystalline lake and the mountains.
When the trio turned around, they saw, to their astonishment, that the lake disappeared and was replaced with a wheat field. A great oak tree stood in the distance.
"What do we do now?," asked the Sweet Ghost Girl.
"That's up to you three to decide," responded Susie.
The trio followed Susie and Holly out of the gazebo and into the field. The sun's light faded as twilight crept closer. The sky was a subtle shade of purple.
A rainbow beam and a shower of white light appeared. The three ghost children saw other girls appeared out of that light.
"They were Mr. Harvey's victims," stated Susie.
One girl walked ahead of the others. She was pale with brown hair, dressed in a white shirt and red skirt
"Who are you?," asked the Sweet Ghost Girl.
"I'm Flora Hernandez," replied the girl.
"Why are you all here?," asked the Ghost Boy.
"We're here to usher you to Heaven," said Flora simply.
The Ghost Boy looked at the Tall Ghost Girl and then at the Sweet Ghost Girl.
"I can see that you're not sure," said Flora. "It's alright. We were all confused at first."
"But then we were free," said Holly.
The trio gaped up at her, flummoxed. They each exchanged worried looks at one another.
"Traveling to distance lands is what makes us free," said the Ghost Boy.
"We last saw Coraline through a dream," said the Tall Ghost.
"So," began the Sweet Ghost Girl, "we would like to continue being free while watching over Coraline. And my sister. And my grandnephew."
Flora smiled. "That's fine," she said.
A girl with brown hair topped with a white bow, dressed in a flowered dress strode toward the group. She stood beside Flora, smiling at each of them.
"Hi," said the Sweet Ghost Girl.
"Hi," said the girl, "I'm Lana Johnson."
The Ghost Boy smiled at her and waved.
"You said we can borrow names here, correct?," asked the Tall Ghost Girl, turning to look at Holly.
"Yeah," retorted Holly.
"In that case," said the Tall Ghost Girl, face beaming, "I'm going to call myself Renee Greenrise."
Holly smiled.
"I'll call myself," said the Ghost Boy, puffing out his chest, hands on his hips, "Huck Pierre Preston the Fourth."
"And I'm Lyndseyh Envielle," proclaimed the Sweet Ghost Girl, taking a bow, "at your service."
"Great names," said Susie.
"Come on," said Flora.
"Where are we going?," asked Huck.
"You three like to travel," said Susie, "so it's only fair if we follow your example."
"Really?," said Lyndseyh. "You'd do that for us?"
"Of course," piped Holly, "we're friends."
Renee laughed.
Lyndseyh ran with Flora and Lana, the three giggled happily. They ran past a brown-haired girl wearing a straw hat and a rosewood pink dress.
"Oh, look!," chirped Huckleberry, pointing skyward.
Susie and Holly glanced up, seeing a hot air balloon fly over them. Instead of a normal balloon, it was a great big circle of leaves.
"Yeah," quipped Susie, "that's my favorite."
"What is your favorite thing?," asked Holly.
"Pirates!," hooted Huckleberry. "I like pirate ships and treasures."
"Then let's do just that," said Susie.
A great sea formed to their right. Where the field once stood, the water rose out of nowhere, along with white sand. A low, eerie noise droned in from the sea. Gigantic bubbles erupted from the water on the surface, dispersing the calm. Waves were now washing over banks, and then a whirlpool formed, as if a giant plug had been pulled and all the water was draining. Slowly, a long pole poked out of the eye of the whirlpool. Susie realized it was a mast, then she saw the rest of the ship rise from the water, gleaming in the setting sun. It looked as though it were made of pure bronze, catching the sun's light in a blazing gleam.
"Wow," cooed Holly, eyes wide.
Huck took off in a sprint. Susie didn't even bother to stop him. She glanced over at Renee and Lyndseyh.
"What about you two?," she asked.
"I like unicorns," said Lyndseyh.
"Then let it happen," declared Holly.
In nanoseconds, unicorns appeared from a burst of rainbow-colored sparkles. All of them with pure, snow-white coats, white-gold manes, eyes as dark as coal, and their hooves clad in golden horseshoes. Their horns looked as though they were made of diamond.
Lyndseyh giggled, and went after the unicorns. One of them stopped, and bowed before her. The dark-skinned girl pet his muzzle, then mounted him. The unicorn straightened, then took off in a gallop with Lyndseyh letting out a peal of laughter.
"And you?," asked Susie, turning to look at Renee.
Renee brushed her fingers through her tawny brown hair in a childish fashion.
"Well," she said, "I've always wanted a carriage drawn by a team of pegasus."
"Then it's all yours," said Susie.
As Renee wished, a white carriage appeared out of thin air, completed with a team of about a eight or nine pegasus. They had rosy coats with powder blue manes and lilac eyes.
"I love it!," squealed Renee. She ran toward the carriage. She climbed aboard and sat upon the cushioned seat.
"I'll go with Renee," said Susie.
"And I'll go with Huck," said Holly. She turned to the seashore. "Hey, wait up!" She ran after Huck, who was almost reaching the ship.
Flora and Lana had mounted unicorns and were riding along Lyndseyh. The other girls had gone to participate in their own favorite activity. Renee's pegasus-drawn carriage caught up with the unicorns, keeping up neck in neck.
Huck's ship had taken sail with him and Holly, both who were dressed in pirate garbs.
A great shooting star flew over the purplish orange sky. It promised to make its spectators enjoy more stars in their serene realm.
Holly said you could borrow names in the In-Between. Having the ghost children choose new names for themselves was part of the plot. (Although, a lot of readers might object, I am very sorry, but this is my story).
I hope you guys enjoyed this. :3