Amidst the ethereal expanse of the spirit realm, where wisps of consciousness drifted like stars in a vast, silent sea of the spirit realm, Felix found himself face to face with the spirit of his grandfather.
He had no facial features and nothing resembling his grandfather. Yet, the sight struck a deep chord within him, causing a tumult of emotions surging forth.
He knew, no, he was certain that was his one and only grandfather...
His grandfather's spirit floated there, a solitary figure in the endless void, appearing lost and untethered.
As Felix gazed upon him, a profound sense of sadness enveloped his heart.
Memories of laughter, wisdom, and warmth flooded back, a stark contrast to the forlorn figure before him.
Felix's eyes reddened a bit as he reached out, a silent apology forming on his lips for not being there, for all the moments lost and the time they could not reclaim...
