Whispering Poems

Chapter 4232 The Dream of Death (Double Votes Requested)

Chapter 4232 The Dream of Death (Double Votes Requested)

Luvia wasn't feeling well tonight. She wasn't a witch, and like Lacey and Dorothy, she had her share of such moments. So, after everyone was getting ready to rest, she could only stand at the top of the stairs on the third floor, smiling and waving goodbye to Sylvia, and wishing her good luck tonight.

"Can't you help me?"

“You know, Sylvie, I can’t tonight.”

As she spoke, Luvia touched her belly, while Sylvie hopefully reminded her:

"But besides... isn't there also..."

“Oh, that won’t do, Sylvie, I’m not that kind of girl.”

Sylvia knew exactly what kind of girl Luvia was, but the purple-eyed girl really didn't help. So, determined, Sylvia decided to test her recent progress tonight, and she also asked everyone for a lot of tips.

But it turned out that on nights when she was alone, the nighttime activities ended faster than ever before.

“I, Shad, can still do this.”

"No, no, Sylvie, this is good enough. You're very good."

Shad thought it was comforting, but Sylvie seemed to feel that her self-esteem was hurt. She then insisted on challenging her limits, and the noise even disturbed Luvia and Mia upstairs. The cat, who was woken up, deliberately ran downstairs, scratched the door a couple of times, and then went back.

Sylvie eventually fell into a deep sleep with a smile and exhaustion, muttering "Haley" and "Elise" before falling asleep, no one knows what she was planning.

Shad had no complaints about Sylvie; the older witches in the council had their own charm, but Sylvie seemed very sensitive to Shad's words.

After washing up, he held Sylvie and quickly fell asleep. Sylvie's long hair had a scent of the sea, not the salty smell of seafood, but a difficult-to-describe sensation that transcended the sense of taste.

Because of this smell, after falling asleep, Xia De first dreamed that he was sailing out to sea in a boat, and then dreamed that a storm capsized his boat.

When he realized he was dreaming, he was lying on his back on a familiar little boat, with thick, solidified darkness above him and the cold, clear light of the silver moon shining in front of him and the boat.

The surroundings were deathly silent, but even without sitting up, Shad could sense that white souls were stepping through the black waters around the small boat, heading towards the half-submerged giant moon directly in front of the bow.

"So, I'm dead?"

No, it was just a dream.

She smiled gently. Xia De didn't quite understand why he had dreamt of this place, but he was glad that at least he hadn't dreamt of that red sea. Death was better than life.

Just as Xia De was lost in thought, a slightly familiar, childish voice came from his chest:

"God of Cats, are you awake?"

"Ok?"

Surprised, Shad tried to keep his body still, but slightly raised his head and saw a well-behaved black kitten crouching on his chest.

Its eyes were a deep, dark blue—like will-o'-the-wisps—and its entire body was pitch black, as if it wanted to blend into the background of this black water.

This is the spirit of a cat that Mr. Shad and Mr. Bernhardt encountered while investigating the sewers during the Moon Bay Incident. They found its former owner and finally watched it die at the Moon Bay pier at sunset, reuniting with its mother.

In the final battle against the evil god at the end of the Moon Bay incident, Shad, who was defeated and died, also saw it in this body of water. The cat, along with other souls connected to Shad, sent Shad back to where he came from and gave him the blessing to defeat the evil god.

"It's you! Long time no see."

Shad chuckled, then confirmed that this was neither a dream nor a dream. As he sat up from his little wooden boat, a kitten, its fur gleaming black in the dim moonlight, ran onto his lap.

"God of Cats, why are you here again? My mother said you shouldn't come here so often."

The little black cat continued "speaking," though like all the souls at that moment, it lacked the power to speak directly. This communication was more akin to telepathy, evidenced by the fact that it licked its paws while speaking, and clearly, a mouth cannot do two things at the same time.

"This is my dream. I'll probably leave soon. I shouldn't have come last time, but this time I'm just passing through."

The cat lowered its paw and asked innocently:

"Then could you often pass by here and come visit me?"

"You shouldn't say things like that."

A calm female voice came from beside the small boat, and Shad realized that there was another person standing there. It was a familiar soul to Shad, Mrs. Hera Ossenfort.

She appeared as always, dressed in a long black dress and with her face veiled in black. Unlike the little black cat whose soul resembled a normal cat, this woman was the very embodiment of "the dead" simply by standing there.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that."

The small black cat apologized, seemingly recognizing the woman as well. As for Shad, he was delighted to be dreaming, encountering so many "acquaintances."

"Long time no see, madam."

He continued to greet them, and the lady standing by the boat nodded slightly:

"The moon shines here, and eternity is but a moment. For us, our separation from you is not far off."

"Yes, the concept of time and space does not exist here. This is just a manifestation of the concept of death."

Shad indicated he understood, reaching out to stroke the black cat on his lap, which responded by squinting its eyes. The touch was somewhat cold, yet gentle.

"By the way, do you know why I'm here?"

Shad then asked the lady by the boat, "Although Hera Osemford's husband is the powerful demon 'Stone Heart' Stone Osemford, she herself did not actually have much exposure to mystical knowledge during her lifetime."

But after death, before the moon of the underworld, any soul becomes peculiar, so she answered Shad's question softly from behind the veil:

“Normally, you shouldn’t come here easily, not even in your dreams. Under the illumination of the dark moon, death is very certain, and unless you actively desire to come here, there should be no accidents.”

Although Shad had considered whether to bother Detective Sparrow, it was just a thought; he had never felt an urgent need to be here recently.

"No no."

He denied it:

“I don’t have that desire.”

As he spoke, he leaned on the boat with one hand, slightly turning his body to look at the half-set moon in the distance. Countless blurry figures moved forward before the cold, silvery moon, heading towards their destination.

"Could it be that this dark moon summoned me?"

The woman wearing a black veil spoke very softly:

"Perhaps the moon thinks you need the power here."

Shad thought for a moment:

"Recently, I've been worried about a special area called the 'Sea of ​​Origin.' Is it because I don't want to dream about that red sea that I'm dreaming about this place?"

Although he hadn't tried it, Shad was almost certain that the Gate of Death couldn't be opened in that area of ​​pink sand and red ocean. While the "Sea of ​​Origin" wasn't one of those special spaces left behind by the ancient gods, that area would definitely be extremely resistant to death.

"Cat God, what kind of power do you need now?"

The little black cat asked, and Shad smiled and stroked it again:

"You don't need to worry about this, I'll handle it myself. I'm not just trying to brush you off, it's just that even I don't know what I really need."

That red sea, that silver monster, were as fantastical to me as a dream. Death might help me, but I still don't know what I should do.

The cat seemed to understand, but not quite, so it continued licking its paws.

Mrs. Hera Ossenfort then suggested:

"Perhaps you could consult with more souls about this matter."

Along his journey, Xia De had seen many dead, many of whom he had personally killed. But now, bathed in the cold, clear light of the moon, Xia De shook his head:

"It's best not to disturb the peace of the deceased rashly, and besides, I really don't know what I need. If someone wants to help me, they should be willing to come forward, just like you."

He said this, but ultimately did not call out to anyone:

"Kitty, madam, thank you for keeping me company in this dream, otherwise it would have been too boring to be alone."

The veiled woman gently shook her head, while the black cat seemed quite pleased.

"Then I will come to see you every time you come before I wait for my master! But I can't always be there, because my mother sometimes doesn't allow me to."

"Then you must obediently listen to your mother."

Xia De smiled, sensing that this dream wouldn't last much longer. He considered calling out to Vige's father, but immediately dismissed the pointless thought.

Shad picked up the black cat from his lap, then turned completely to face the half-moon. He sat cross-legged at the bow of the boat, closing his eyes to feel the cool moonlight.

After the cat was put back down, it obediently squatted on Shad's left side without disturbing him. Meanwhile, Mrs. Hera Ossenfort on the right side of the ship turned to face the moon.

There are no shadows in death. The light of the dark moon slightly penetrated the two souls, but when it shone on Xia De's face, it only illuminated his calm expression.

Life and death are opposites, and death is indeed the best way to solve the great problem of life. All mortals must die, and even the "first children" are still mortal beings.

Shad guessed that perhaps this dream was a reminder to him to seek a way to defeat the "First Child" from death and the moon. He just didn't understand what he needed to do; he only knew that he was at peace at that moment.

He liked the dream.

The moonlight illuminated the small boat and the souls. He sat at the bow and fell asleep. A cat and a veiled lady kept him company. Even in death, the stranger was not alone.

The black cat glanced at Shad, who had his head down, then squinted and rubbed against his leg.

[Outsider, you have received the blessing of a newborn soul: you are more easily loved by newly born life.]

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