Kill The Luna
"That is completely absurd, Fedora! You can't possibly kill me if I am already dead and gone."
"Oh, yes I can," I countered playfully, narrowing my eyes. "I can easily kill your wandering spirit, or completely destroy your soul in the afterlife." Ella’s smile widened, her shoulders shaking with quiet amusement. Seizing the moment of distraction, I raised my hand and gave her shoulder a small, gentle push, sending her tumbling sideways onto the grass.
"Hey! What on earth was that sudden push for?" she laughed, scrambling back up into a sitting position while wiping the dry blades of grass from her arms.
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