GRAYSON'S BODY LAID IN FRONT Of HER. The light upon his now pale skin, he'd lost that beautiful golden tan she loved so much. The heart that beats no more, the sound of his voice still playing in her ears and soul. God, she really missed him.
Alison couldn't help but want him to magically laugh right now, to giggle, to say that this was all a big joke. No such luck. He had passed on, this was not him but a corpse, the vehicle he drove around all his life, his material home upon this plane of existence. She touch his skin gentle, so cold.
"I will see you soon." She whispers faintly.
When Titan had brought the idea of resurrection Grayson back to life, it brought a hope she'd lost the moment he had died.
A hand rested on her shoulder, she turned her head slightly and saw it was none other than Titan, "Are you ready?" He asked.
