Green pastures extended as far as her eyes could see. Further than they were ever able to manage the previous time Arabella had been to limbo.
That day was a sad one… The last time it happened, the young woman had been stripped of all clothing and humiliated to a degree she believed was beyond repair.
As usual, the air was neither cold nor hot in that place, but with it traveled a familiar, beloved voice, "You do not look so well, darling," Eleanor held her hands in front of herself with grace as per her customary.
"Mama!" Arabella wasted not a second and threw herself into her mother's arms.
It had been years, but even in limbo, her scent remained the same. The young woman took advantage of her new found abilities to inhale that essence to her heart's desire.
"Come now, my little girl. No more tears! Today is a good day! Today is to celebrate!" Eleanor squished her daughter's cheeks, "You've become a mother!"
