Not even a whisper in the wind calms her.
And in the wake of ending this madness she feels truly alone.
All the while ribbons of red and black flutter from the depths of her soul across the land caressing the wounds Brandon had received, calling to his soul to reconnect with his essence of being. The mortal’s body accepted it within moments of his end but in her sadness, she’s none the wiser.
Brandon, while debilitated, can only accept these changes, unaware of what’s truly taking place, he lays there in the setting sun, warming and cooling all at once. When he does come to, he jerks upright, disoriented when he realizes the darkness has gone and the sun is just setting over the land. As his mind settles, he realizes they won, that they’re still alive and panics when he can’t find Raine
