“💭“ and your Muse will experience one of my Muse’s Memories
“I love you.”She gasped, doing her best attempt to breathe as she reached for my hand, and her beautiful eyes, green like the apples, I had never seen them in such distress, not even a single tear, she had already cried them all. “You’re all I have, we’’re all we have.” She said. I tried hard not to believe her, with every word my heart continued to painfully shrink.
A soul breaking experience, the new witch mother had warned me so well, but there I was, using the relics that had once been her inheritance to bind her soul to the darkest cave of the low astral - hell for some.
I loved her, but that was not my sister, my Honey in the Sunshine, she had been corrupted and even after death her spirit continued to follow me everywhere, I kept trying to remember that as I finished the spell and turned my back to her; I had limited time to raise and reach my physical body, yet every step was painful as if I were still in flesh, but that was part of the devil’s trick, yeah? To free it, to release it and allow it to keep tormenting me, that was not my sister anymore; that was a demon.
What a story it would be to others; I’ve chained my own sister in hell, Who would believe it? Who would believe this eternal pain? The memories of her screams and her sweet voice begging me to free her, how much I wanted to return, embrace her and stay in there with her forever, but that was impossible.
I barely made it back to my physical vessel, every sensation returned with me; the burn, the chest pain, the tears, because unlike her, I could still cry and I would never stop listening to her screams, coming to me from the darkest pit in hell.