Alpha Of Aberdeen
I squint and rub my eyes, thinking my vision is playing tricks on me.
The glow comes closer and becomes more apparent. My eyes grow wide with shock as I can make out all of Luca’s features, his blue eyes, and dark hair, and his skin is sparkling. “Luca,” I whisper as I perk, still taking in his glowing form. “What is this? How are you here,” I ask, tears still falling from my eyes at the sight of his smile. “This is what magic death is like. I get one last chance to say goodbye to those I love,” he explains. I slowly nod as I take in his words. “But if it's magic, why can't you come back,” I ask, hope once again forming in my chest at the possibility I can bring him back to me.