Death's realm felt different. Everything felt different. It was going to take some time to adjust to the fact I wasn't walking around in a cloud anymore. That was the shift, the best I could explain it. As I set foot on the bridge to the courtyard, the gray sky overhead its same, colorless self, the dark stone arching beneath me, I realized just how clear everything seemed suddenly.
That lilt in my gait, despite my bare feet, gave me wings like I'd never known, carried me forward, fast and light, as I imagined my sisters in Life often felt. This joy encompassed me, growing steadily by the moment and, by the time I reached the other side, I was practically skipping.
Corvus soared toward me, landing with a rustle on a slim statue of a young man in sorrowful repose. "Eve," he said, as nasti
