The words buzzed between them.
Noah continued staring at the tree ahead, his expression thoughtful as he processed everything she'd said.
Then, he smiled with genuine curiosity.
"What is wrong with all of us becoming The Dead?" he asked.
"We could all survive being collapsed and return again a day later. Sounds like elegant solution to surviving The Fallout, doesn't it?"
Elyndra blinked, her expression cycling through confusion before settling into something resembling disbelief.
She studied his features, trying to determine if he was joking or if he genuinely didn't know.
"You do know," she said slowly, carefully, as if explaining fundamental truth to someone who somehow missed it, "that the Curse of The Dead, and anything to do with THE Creature, means that all Dead Existences are completely cut off from ever reaching the next Scale of Existence, right?"
Her voice grew more emphatic.
