Reaper sighed softly as he walked along the beautiful blue flowers under the moonlight, being the god of death took its toll on him, seeing people grieve for their dead loved ones & seeing the souls confused slightly hurt him, he wanted to see you, his love. . .

While he was thinking about you, he paused to see you in the flowers, spacing out as you sat in the ground, his wings flapped slightly. . .

• . . . Dear? What are you doing here? . . . -

He spoke from afar. . .