The wind that blew as she raised her head slowly to acknowledge who said to her only made this familiar figure more ominous and unexpected.
She stared with her eyes as wide as the moon above her head, lips parted in disbelief and for a moment she couldn't tell what was real or not.
''A–A–A… A– Mei…?'' Her voice broke as she called, her brain trying to process if she indeed died as well and was now a member of the afterlife.
The ghostly appearance of the deceased Immortal Queen of the Third Heaven smiled down warmly at her beloved sister. The sudden reunion after just being separated by death a few days ago was so surreal that Zhimie couldn't hold back her tears.
The Immortal Queen, still dressed in the bloodied clothes in which she died, came close enough to lightly caress Zhimie's cheeks and the girl gasped when the touch was as real as anything she could think of.
