Louise lifted the silver chamber stick to her lips, with the tiniest breath the candle went out. Smoke rising in a soft weaving plume. Behind her, a sudden white glow caught her attention. She turned to see a white lady, dressed in a waterfall of silk, with long white curls over pale skin.
“Will you come with me?” whispered the white lady, slowly extending a pale white hand out to her.
“To where?” Louise asked.
“To Dream’s End, and new beginnings.” she whispered back.
Louise shakily took her hand, and the white glow enveloped her. And all that she knew paled into insignificance.
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