how we climb out of our griefs
“No, Mommy.”
“I will break your bones and drain your blood.”
“You have fooled me for the last time.”
“Please, don’t die, don’t die.”
“Hang on, hang on! We can still save you!”
“It’ll all be over soon, love.”
The Underworld is filled with the sounds of the last words the dying hear, to haunt them for the rest of eternity and beyond. To fill them with sorrow, anger, regret, guilt. The souls of the dead are collected down here and Ereshkigal enjoys watching them file in, soul after soul after soul in something much greater than just a death march. She stands perched with wings folded, talons locked around the dead, blackened branch of a tree, as she watches them gather in her domain. They were all accounted for.
Well, most of them anyway. Her talons tighten around the branch and her eyes narrow with ferocity. All except one, anyway. There is one who had escaped, one who had cheated death and refused to pay the price that she had owed. Oh, how it burns to know this, to think her name, to know she is out there instead of rotting with the rest of the souls below within her collection.
Seraphina.
“Find her!” Comes the command. A command that cannot be disobeyed. “And do not return until you have her in tow.”
It is with one large whoosh of air that Ereshkigal takes off from her place and begins to fly. She would not allow that vacant spot where the mare’s soul should be stand there unfilled. She would bring her here, drag her down, and make her suffer for the deception she has done. She flies up, up, up until she breaks the surface and enters back into the world of the living, eager to find her unclaimed soul among them.
Solterra.
Ereshkigal slows her flight as she arrives within the desert court. Night has settled over the land and she looks like nothing more than what she is: a shadow. She can feel the souls around her, those of the living, those of the dying, but she is only looking for one in particular, waiting for only the one, so eager to find her and restore the balance of the underworld once more.
She finds her within the desert domain, and there are a few more large strokes of her wings before she begins the descent downwards, spiraling and circling until she touches upon the ground with a dreadful quiet. It is then she moves towards the mare, slowly, stealthily. Ereshkigal finally has her within her grasp, her soul is so ripe for the picking. It is when she is right next to the mare that she raises her large wings and makes a strangled noise. She wanted Seraphina to see her when she took her down, wanted her to be awake when she was sent to the Underworld. She wanted her to be all to aware that her life was over and she had not cheated death like the mare had originally thought. She speaks her name then, loud, clear, threatening.
“Seraphina.”
“I will break your bones and drain your blood.”
“You have fooled me for the last time.”
“Please, don’t die, don’t die.”
“Hang on, hang on! We can still save you!”
“It’ll all be over soon, love.”
The Underworld is filled with the sounds of the last words the dying hear, to haunt them for the rest of eternity and beyond. To fill them with sorrow, anger, regret, guilt. The souls of the dead are collected down here and Ereshkigal enjoys watching them file in, soul after soul after soul in something much greater than just a death march. She stands perched with wings folded, talons locked around the dead, blackened branch of a tree, as she watches them gather in her domain. They were all accounted for.
Well, most of them anyway. Her talons tighten around the branch and her eyes narrow with ferocity. All except one, anyway. There is one who had escaped, one who had cheated death and refused to pay the price that she had owed. Oh, how it burns to know this, to think her name, to know she is out there instead of rotting with the rest of the souls below within her collection.
Seraphina.
“Find her!” Comes the command. A command that cannot be disobeyed. “And do not return until you have her in tow.”
It is with one large whoosh of air that Ereshkigal takes off from her place and begins to fly. She would not allow that vacant spot where the mare’s soul should be stand there unfilled. She would bring her here, drag her down, and make her suffer for the deception she has done. She flies up, up, up until she breaks the surface and enters back into the world of the living, eager to find her unclaimed soul among them.
Solterra.
Ereshkigal slows her flight as she arrives within the desert court. Night has settled over the land and she looks like nothing more than what she is: a shadow. She can feel the souls around her, those of the living, those of the dying, but she is only looking for one in particular, waiting for only the one, so eager to find her and restore the balance of the underworld once more.
She finds her within the desert domain, and there are a few more large strokes of her wings before she begins the descent downwards, spiraling and circling until she touches upon the ground with a dreadful quiet. It is then she moves towards the mare, slowly, stealthily. Ereshkigal finally has her within her grasp, her soul is so ripe for the picking. It is when she is right next to the mare that she raises her large wings and makes a strangled noise. She wanted Seraphina to see her when she took her down, wanted her to be awake when she was sent to the Underworld. She wanted her to be all to aware that her life was over and she had not cheated death like the mare had originally thought. She speaks her name then, loud, clear, threatening.
“Seraphina.”
Somewhere out in the Mors, sometime during the night, a visitor finds @Seraphina. Perhaps she already knows why. A demon sent from the underworld, come to collect her soul - but will she give in so easily?
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