[IC]

[anonymia]

[You have died. The circumstances in your own world somehow worked out that you've died and now your soul has been cast adrift to go to whatever destination it may. There's a sort of nothingness all around, and you yourself are also a nothingness. It's hard to tell how long you've been in this state and all that you know for certain is that you're dead...

Then, slowly, there is a pulling, something drawing you away from where you were, pulling and pulling, as if you've been caught in some invisible net.]

Comments

[anonymia]

[In this place that isn't quite a physical space at all, one word seems to ring truer than the other.

Bodie... shall be my name. I will be called Bodie.]

[irealdoll]

Hello, Bodie.

[anonymia]

[Hello, Irisviel. There's an ambivalent feeling, both pleased and a bit nervous about becoming more and more.. More.

We shall go. It lets go of its hold on the force that has her caught, and both start drifting again, pulled along by that net. You.. may have someone waiting. There is a bond. Those are painful... So, you should be ready...]

[irealdoll]

...I will prepare myself. Thank you, Bodie.

[anonymia]

[Considers...

They are good too. Conveys a feeling of love and joy and family. They're not ones familiar to her specifically, as if they were learned from someone who is a stranger to her, but certainly relatable. Maybe yours will be more like that.]

[irealdoll]

[Aah, that love.]

I hope so.