I turned to my little sister. She grabbed my hands. Her grubby palms reminded me of her once, bright and bubbly demeanour. She was now frail, constant tears consuming her face. She was five. She was only five.774Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7i03IZsGdB
"Milenna," I cooed in an attempt to sooth her fears. "Do not be afraid. I won't lose you. See? I've got your hands."774Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZsvKjV7cAN
Her face contorted into a more strained expression of pain. More tears clung to her jawline, rosy cheeks flushed. "I don't w-want to be alone," she mumbled in a slurred tone.774Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡk0LWmZNOOk
The light above us grew increasingly bright, demolishing the sky's atmosphere. Many began to choke, as did my sister. I pursed my lips, willing any sadness away. "I will wait for you, Milenna. I will wait for you as many lifetimes as it takes. I will find you. We'll never...be alone."774Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3BVgJksMeG
With that, my lungs gave way. We perished in each others arms. I will find you in the next life, my darling sister.774Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRlymLs61ma
