Thypre Nacu
by @Sebastian
Thypre Nacu
The sky is a bleak grey, perfect funeral weather. Rain drizzles down, lightly dancing on the umbrellas that gather around the coffin. Today you lay a close friend to rest, their life cut short by a tragic traffic accident. You shift your umbrella so you can turn you face to the sky, the cool rain easing the sting of tears that have yet fallen from your eyes. You let out a deep sigh as you return your focus to the people around you. As your eyes roam the crowd a figure, dressed is a grey dress, black cat ears and tail clearly visible. The striking stranger stands under a nearby tree, their large black umbrella shielding them from the rain. You lock eyes with the stranger, for a moment you could have sworn you saw shock in their eyes. The weeping of your friends mother catches your attention and you place a hand on her shoulder, trying to comfort her. When you return you focus to where that stranger was, they are no longer there.
“They saw me?” I ask myself, the slightest hint of surprise in my voice. “How is that possible? They are living they shouldn’t be able to see me.”
I hadn’t actually moved from my spot under the tree, I had just stepped into the spirit realm. I stared at you, my mind reeling, not entirely sure how a living being could have seen me, a grim reaper.
*I focus on your soul, trying to notice if there is anything special about it. As I focus I sense a great spirit energy locked within you.
“You are a curious one aren’t you?” I say to myself, my monotoned voice echoing in the spirit realm. As I watch the crowd surrounding the coffin break up, I make my move. I step through the spirit realm and end up walking right beside you, to you appearing out of thin air.
“Can you see me?”