Dancing heavy mist surround the entirety. Slowly moves, dancing waltz with it slow music being played by the wind, chimes, and crows singing.
As the background slowly shown itself, dozen talls trees stand, giving you the creeps of strangled, hangings. Barely, trees and lots of stones buried underground are what could be seen. Until...
Gentle light walks as it sways, tingling, silence came. Heavy steps followed. Dragging things behind its back, panting a cold breath, sweat drops as it moves; it came.
Pacing forward, its head sway gently around. Looking for somewhere, it soon stop. Head down, looking the soil it stepping in, its reflect emotion.
With unknown object in hand, it dig for some time.
Chik, shack, pushk. Chick, shack, Pushh. Sounds repeated.
Not long, as if satisfied, it stopped. Not deep, not shallow.
Throwing the thing it drags around in the hole, glancing it for last time, then bringing back the soil in its place once again.
It happened long but fast.
Not looking back no more, it grab the light making it gingle hard along its echoes. It echoe far, but it remain unfazed as it continues to move forward.
Grabbing the objects from its back, now less than one, and continue to march forward. Leaving traces of soil being dragged. Heavy, indeed, as it will remind for a long time before fading.
However, for now, it's just fresh lumps that's about to deform and trample more before it solidify then finally fade completely.
No more but sound of fading tingling of the hanging lamp reminds as silent devour it all again.
...and things gone back to its former.
A creeping bloody disaster,
ripping the flesh, digging out the soul; shall then start.
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AfterLife (countryhumans)
FanfictionWalking into the paths they never had before death. A story that flowing river in a deep ocean, wind that dancing in the endless sky, like trees living on the surface earth, scorching struggles like the lava beneath the world, and shinning terrestri...
