Broken Soul


She kissed me once more.

"Owen. You do not understand.

I cannot love you. You are in danger.

I am in danger. We are impossible.

There is no truth to this."

I quieted her with a single finger.

"Owen. I am not human, though

I once was. Nor am I

A mythical creature."

I refused to listen.

I had to love her,

For what time I had left.

But I could not ignore

When she whispered,

"I am a broken soul, Owen.

A broken soul is someone

Who has died because of themselves,

Someone who is trapped 

Between earth and heaven.

I cannot be released until 

I redeem myself.

When I do, 

You will never see me again."

The End

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