Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-2601:647:4000:5CE0:A4B0:5218:958B:2A27-20191127062912/@comment-2601:647:4000:5CE0:591F:1D5A:F4B3:D35E-20191205052619

Nyx fell down on a meadow of soft, silver grass. Trees with black branches and leaves like spun silver sugar surrounded her. A ghostly pale woman with blonde hair was sitting next to her. She was fiddling with her turquoise dress, and stroking a dark black swan.

"Am I dead?" Nyx asked the woman. "Rory was mad at me, and Lia was just quiet, and then I jumped... I must be dead."

The woman merely smiled. "You're not dead," she replied. "Only... waiting."

Nyx raised an eyebrow, but the woman rose and beckoned her to follow.

So she did.

-SassySwans4lyfee