#ivannam

They had developed quite a bit of an audience that weren’t among those of the living, but they didn’t mind. If anything, he really appreciated how Ivy and him shared the same power, so they could ignore these people together as they saw fit. He stared up at the ceiling while a ghastly young bride stared back at him curiously, an arm around Ivy’s shoulders as she cuddled against him. “I don’t really know what to say to him. How do you even tell someone that you’ve spent months using all sorts of locator spells on his treasured items, almost completely certain that he was on another plane but exhausting all efforts to find him anyway?” He said with sigh. Sometimes he wondered why he had even bothered when a part of him simply figured that he had been dead.