immoetality | [candle call]

[Then, C.C. fixed her candle by throwing it against a cliff wall.]

[. . . Carry on.]

And death is completely binding here.

...Only one of them is here.

The other?

Others... I had many.

It would still be cutting off your nose to spit your face.

[sighs]

...Perhaps.

I don't have miracles for you. Only truths, Shade.

I did not expect you to fix anything. I only...

Want what you can't have. But what you have already can be lost through greed.

I miss you.

Then, you'll remember to visit when you wander off. You can't forget those that live in your time.

[quiet for a long moment after that]

You won't go alone.

[sighs, but smiles faintly]

No, not alone.

Small comforts.