“I release you from this realm,” she said. The magic needle between her fingers dipped. “Go home to your ancestors and family. Tell them of your journey and adventures, feel peace in the comfort of their arms.” “How?” The spirit looked down at his arms which were slowly losing form. “This is impossible.” “You have earned the right to death, warrior. Find your eternity.” “What have you done?” He looked her in the eye, horror and fear glimmering in their depths. “I have released you.” “Thank you.”
A kind gesture.
