She could not see him or even feel his presence - but he could see her, as if for the first time, in a very long time.
His memories had come back to him shortly after he had found himself on the battlefield of Basingstoke. His subtle bodies were intact now and his inner vision had revealed lives lived long before - bringing to him pictures of the associations he had made and fixed within his heart.
Here was the girl he had left behind on the Jerusalem hills. His cherished wife who had born him two sons - one that was to come into the world shortly after his death. He had not known that she had been pregnant with child on that fateful day of his passing.
There she was now, a mother again. He thought her features were similar to those he had loved so much before. The way she stood, even the way she talked, was as his beloved he had known.
He wanted to thank her, and remind her of those intimate times between them.
For the first time in a very long time, his forlorn ghost broke down and wept for himself and his loneliness.
-Gabriel Brunsdon, Puck in Hell, Azlander Series
Here was the girl he had left behind on the Jerusalem hills. His cherished wife who had born him two sons - one that was to come into the world shortly after his death. He had not known that she had been pregnant with child on that fateful day of his passing.
There she was now, a mother again. He thought her features were similar to those he had loved so much before. The way she stood, even the way she talked, was as his beloved he had known.
He wanted to thank her, and remind her of those intimate times between them.
For the first time in a very long time, his forlorn ghost broke down and wept for himself and his loneliness.
-Gabriel Brunsdon, Puck in Hell, Azlander Series
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