18: Grey Skies

We both have demons that we can't stand.

I love your demons like the devil can

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MIKAEL

A brilliant white was all I could see. I couldn't hear a single sound and there was nothing in sight. Nothing but a blinding white color of everything. I started to walk aimlessly. It felt like I was in some sort of maze. Try as hard as I could, I couldn't figure out where I was or what was going on. This did not sit well with me, so I was worried.

"My boy" I froze.

I could recognize that voice anywhere. I swallowed hard, not wanting to turn around. There was a fear of the unknown that was quickly filling me. "My boy, won't you look at me?" said the voice again. I slowly turned around and came face to face with the woman who'd carried me in her womb and had been reincarnated several times for that purpose. She looked as beautiful as she'd always been. Her grey eyes searched mine, her lips curved into a bright smile. She was wearing a white dress and her