My Spirit Artinya Novels & Stories

It continued in a hazy voice, "Someone said she's in this hotel. I've searched relentlessly, but there's no sign of her." Aria's gaze darkened. "Who told you she was here?" "My husband," the spirit rasped. "He said Rainbow was here and there was no need to look elsewhere because she'll be home soon." In essence, a spirit was a fragment of a person's memory, often a painful one, that tethered consciousness to the earthly realm. This attachment caused it to be entrapped in an Earthbound Manifestation. "What else did he say?" Aria asked, seizing the last bit of time.

“It’s hot as hell.” “What is it?” She asked. “It’s a Spirit Sphere,” she said. “The name sucks, but the meaning behind it, it makes sense. A Spirit Sphere holds the emotions, auras, and energy of a person. This is my energy. Bright, overpowering.” I nodded, knowing she could see the outline of my gestures with her spirit ball. “That sounds like you,” I said, criss crossing my short legs in front of me. “Do you want to see yours?” I blinked, knowing that I was not in the best head space, but I was curious. She stepped closer to me, not taking a seat on the mattress covered in this pink fluff. The ball slowly darkens, turning a storm gray.

I began hesitantly, " what exactly is a spirit animal for? I mean, why do we have them?" Merilla stopped and turned to face me with a warm smile. " A spirit animal is more than just a companion, Meara. When someone is born with elemental powers, the Moon Goddess grants them a spirit animal as a lifelong partner. This animal is there to guide them, to help them stay on the right path. As the person’s elemental powers grow and evolve, so does their spirit animal. It changes form, becoming a new animal that better represents the person’s personality and their connection to their element at that point in their life."

"It was just that she should be buried according to the customs of her people." Tears sway from the corners of Orchid's eyes and then fall down her cheeks, mixing with the drops of water from the falls. "Poor Sara," she sighs. "Don't be sad," I tell her. "Your friend isn't gone. Nobody's really gone, just like nobody's really here. She's just returned to her place in the Source. See…" With the knuckle of my fingers, I catch a drop of tear on her chin. “We say that a spirit is like a drop of water from a wave in the sea. For a while, he separates himself and believes he is an individual. For an instant it will glisten in the sun, but eventually it will fall. That's not a bad thing. It is good

He nods and huffs dramatically but leaves the Park going back to our own space within the Spirit Realm. You see each Spirit Creature has an individual space within the Spirit Realm. Unless multiple creatures all live in one individual, then they all share the same space. Individuals like that are called Hybrids or Mutts, because of all the different entities in them. Others can visit your personal space but only with your total expressed consent. It is a sacred place where all of your memories, hopes, dreams and desires are. Your soul dwells there also and it's best to keep precious treasures like that safe from harm. You wouldn't want someone to tamper with something like that. You can deco