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.746Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQBzqaumONk
"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."746Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMUUmas9Mpt
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.746Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoBsJ4mlBMY
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."746Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOAYowENZ74
With that, my lungs gave way. We perished in each others arms. I will find you in the next life, my darling sister.746Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡU8yF2ipkaD
