Post by breakawayheart on May 16, 2005 20:56:54 GMT -5
Never before had Aleksandra felt such a thing as death. There had always been near death encounters, but never TRUE death, where the body just completely shuts itself down. When Logan killed her last night, she knew it wasn't her time, but she went anyways, for it was in the natural order for some people out there to kill. But what astounded her most is that she didn't fear death like she thought she would. She felt no more pain, but could see her body upon the ground as Sauda suddenly went insane at the loss of her. Then the strange things began to happen. She felt the links to those she'd bonded with being cut away, and a terrible pain overcame her and she knew the same for her loved ones. Then an even more excruciating pain overcame her. She felt herself literally being torn into two. Spirit and soul were ripping away from one another. The two things that helped a person stay alive began to drift away from one another, and they silently cried out for one another, arms, hands, and fingers outstretched to the fullest extent. Her spirit began a journey. A journey like no other. It found itself being drawn into a bright white light that led upwards to where Aleksandra's patron Goddess, Cheris, resided. The light rapidly beganto to change colors, going from red to blue to green and so forth. And with each new color came a different emotion that coursed through the spirit's entire being. First it was all of the good emotions. Happiness, love, and delight. Then things slowly turned to the bad side. Pain, torment, and anger. All of them raging through it at once, making her scream, shout, and cry, and then all at once, it all just stopped as it found itself within the arms of the Goddess Cheris, being comforted and craddled. That didn't last long, for Cheris pushed the spirit back down through the tunnel to someone who was calling to it. It soon found itself forced back into it's body, the person calling it thinking Aleksandra would be coming to life. He left, but she did not stir from her dead state. She was alive in way, but part of her was missing. A spirit was never without a soul, and that was the one crucial thing that was keeping her from coming fully back to life and back into the arms of those she loved and cared for. Aleksandra's soul for the time being, began to wander, looking for it's other half, but not finding it. It felt incomplete and alone, and it hated it. So now it waited in oblivion, waiting for the call to come and rejoin it's other half and start living again.