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All along the ground flowers sprouted, petals of various shapes and colors unfurling to release a melody of sweet scents into the air. Roses and daffodils, flowers that glowed under the cloak of night.
There were hundreds of them.
A crackle of pure electricity hit my ears, tickling my skin as it radiated from where Clara stood at my side. Even she seemed surprised at the power she possessed.
The candles we held in our hands flickered, their flames exploding in a myriad of color that changed with the passing seconds. Their glow was reflected on our faces, a rainbow of light and laughter that affected both child and adult alike.
I’d never seen anything so beautiful.
As silence rang true once more, I knew it was my turn to complete the ritual.
“I call on the one’s lost, but never forgotten. The old and the young. The one’s who were taken too soon, and the one’s that left us when it was there time. I call on the one’s who fill our heart with strength and our soul’s with love.” The thunderous beat of my heart matched the tempo of my words and the soothing river of magic I poured into the air. “Come to us! Come to us in this final goodbye.”
What happened next was something I couldn’t quite put into words, even decades later. The magic I wielded was old, ancient even in it’s prime. It was a subtle magic, the kind that transcended the planes of existence and delved somewhere deeper, somewhere untouched.
Gasps rang out amongst all of us, and as my eyes swept along the others, I realized it wasn’t just
Grandma I had called on.
“Mom. Dad.” Breyona croaked, her hand covering her mouth.
“Ember, I can feel them. I can feel our parents.” Tessa cried out; her arms secure around her twin.
“Good to see you again, old friend.” I swore I heard Deacon murmur.
“My son.” Dad said hoarsely, followed by Flora’s broken whisper. “Mom…is that really you?”
I looked up to the sky, to the full moon that hung above our heads. It could’ve been my imagination, but
I swore it was larger and brighter than I’d ever seen it before.
“Thank you.” I said quietly.
With those two words I was met with a swell of love that filled my body with unending warmth. The sincerity behind it brought another swell of tears to my eyes.
I had so much to thank the Moon Goddess for.
‘We have the rest of our lives to thank her.’ Maya, my wolf and oldest friend, reminded me.
‘That we do.’
With a gust of magic, we said our final goodbyes to the ones we’d loved and lost along the way, knowing that someday we would meet again.
Until then, we would live.
—The END
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