It’s settling in the sea of souls. More so than he thought it would be.
It becomes easier to breathe within them, coating him all the way down his throat. Morgan swallowed regularly, wondering if they were soothing him the way he was for them. It hardly mattered though. Every exhale reignited his throat. It called them back to him at every inhale. All the while concern bubbled up, wishing he could ask Ejder if he’d survive this; if he’d be able to continue on without them…
A glint of pale green magic caught his eye just right then. It softly floated down from nowhere or so it seemed, landing gently down on the masses. A single fleck of light touched down right before him as he stood there studying it. Morgan watched as it instantly coated the remaining soul. It raced outward from its dr
