#writever Ashes
"What will you do with the ashes?" asked the priest.
"Nothing, I hope," I said.
On the funeral pyre, the body of my beloved straightened, rose, and started walking toward me. The crowd fled, screaming. I didn't. There are perks to being in love with an elemental.
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