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[Risa]

She had been dead for so much longer than she had ever lived. Her short time walking the world had been a mere blip - like she had nothing more than a mayfly. She vaguely remembered being bothered by this, at first - that she had not thought it was fair that she should have died so quickly and so young. But then time moved on and she had grown so used to the afterlife. She had seen so many others come and go, seen her parents arrive and then depart. Until it felt like her existence in the afterlife was the only permanent thing in the entire world. When the doorway first opened, she shied away from it. Here was a chance to regain what had been taken from her but she no longer harboured any desire for it. The shadowy world where she was nothing but a soul among millions of others. And yet… After some time, she had drifted a little closer to it. And yet… She had felt the pull of a life she had barely gotten to know. If the world on the otherside of that doorway had been a world of bright sunshine, perhaps the contrast would have been too great. It would have been easier to remain where she was, in the muted world she knew. In the end, she did not give herself the chance to debate. She had simply flowed from one shadowy world and into the next. Returning to life, feeling her heart beat and her lungs drag in air brought her crashing to the sand. It was overwhelming, having her body alive and feeling her senses slam back into her. The scent of the beach, the scent of death, helped to ground her. Helped prevent her from turning right back around and heading into the afterlife where everything was a comfortable thrum of grey nothingness. When she stood, she didn’t let herself look back at the doorway - didn’t give herself that temptation. When she stood, Risa made the decision to give life a second chance.

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