Soul Thief
Ardora was not at her domain.
Oberon looked into the stars and called, Ardora, would you like to speak with me?
There was silence.
He travelled to Earth.
She was not in Flora's old home. She was not in the Arctic. She was not even in the fifth or sixth skies.
Ardora, called Oberon once more.
"Why would Edol ever create these wonderful beings, then take them away from us?"
Ardora.
She was not on Earth. She travelled to a faraway star, sat on the top with her legs tucked close to herself.
Her hair floated through space, led Oberon to her.
May I join you? he asked.
"You may always," Ardora said.
He sat down beside her, looked off into the vast distance of space and time.
"I'm sorry for acting like this," Ardora said. "I really have been investigating the humans. But my mind and my heart are elsewhere."
I assumed as much, Oberon said.
"I don't understand how you can take souls like you do. It's heartbreaking."
Indeed.
"I could never do that."
Ardora rested her head on her knees. When her palms touched the star below her she turned it blue.
That is alright, Oberon said, because you are not here to sever souls. You are here to bring joy to humans.
Ardora slipped her hand into Oberon's.
Oberon felt a coolness wash through his arm.
Your beloved Flora is resting peacefully, Oberon said.
At that, a cold tear dripped from Ardora's eye.
She let her head rest against Oberon's shoulder.
He raised his other, raised his scythe into space and sliced a hole into Heaven.
Edol would berate him for doing such a thing, but Ardora deserved to see Flora one last time.
Stars appeared all around them with each of Ardora's heartbeats.
« Go Back Oberon looked into the stars and called, Ardora, would you like to speak with me?
There was silence.
He travelled to Earth.
She was not in Flora's old home. She was not in the Arctic. She was not even in the fifth or sixth skies.
Ardora, called Oberon once more.
"Why would Edol ever create these wonderful beings, then take them away from us?"
Ardora.
She was not on Earth. She travelled to a faraway star, sat on the top with her legs tucked close to herself.
Her hair floated through space, led Oberon to her.
May I join you? he asked.
"You may always," Ardora said.
He sat down beside her, looked off into the vast distance of space and time.
"I'm sorry for acting like this," Ardora said. "I really have been investigating the humans. But my mind and my heart are elsewhere."
I assumed as much, Oberon said.
"I don't understand how you can take souls like you do. It's heartbreaking."
Indeed.
"I could never do that."
Ardora rested her head on her knees. When her palms touched the star below her she turned it blue.
That is alright, Oberon said, because you are not here to sever souls. You are here to bring joy to humans.
Ardora slipped her hand into Oberon's.
Oberon felt a coolness wash through his arm.
Your beloved Flora is resting peacefully, Oberon said.
At that, a cold tear dripped from Ardora's eye.
She let her head rest against Oberon's shoulder.
He raised his other, raised his scythe into space and sliced a hole into Heaven.
Edol would berate him for doing such a thing, but Ardora deserved to see Flora one last time.
Stars appeared all around them with each of Ardora's heartbeats.