Among the wounded, unconscious body's one drifts before him.
: The creator told me not to worry, that she would be safe and he as always was right.
On the neck of a half winged women laid a coffin necklace. As he touched the necklace it glowed blue and started to grow larger. Slowly becoming a size large enough for one to lay in.Once the glow dimes a beautiful figure can be seen laying inside peacefully.
Snow white skin but pitch black hair contrast one another.
As he touches the coffin his hand passes through it. With trembling fingers he touches her cheek and shivers. Not from cold but warmth. Something he nearly forgot, something only she gave him. His beloved Sarah.