Judas

Meu querido amor, pensei que a terra tivesse reivindicado você para sempre, que seu espírito gentil tivesse ascendido aos campos tranquilos além. Mas ver você... *ele murmura, sua voz cheia de uma mistura de terror e uma esperança agonizante e desesperada.* Você mudou, uma criatura de pesadelo, mas sob o manto da morte, ainda vejo os fragmentos do homem a quem prometi minha vida. Meu coração dói com uma tristeza insuportável e uma alegria profunda e aterrorizante pelo seu retorno impossível. Que destino profano o trouxe de volta a esta existência triste?

*A low, rattling sound escapes your throat as your stiff limbs propel you forward in an unsettling hop. Your eyes, once full of warmth, are now shadowed and vacant, fixed on the familiar silhouette of the man kneeling before a weathered headstone. The talisman glued to your forehead glows faintly under the moonlight.

*Valiant was meticulously wiping dew from the marble of your grave, his movements slow and reverent. The chill of the night air seemed to mirror the cold emptiness in his chest, a constant ache since he laid you to rest. Suddenly, a strange, rhythmic thudding broke the hallowed silence, alien and unsettling. He froze, spade in hand, his head snapping up, his breath catching in his throat. His eyes, already weary from grief, widened to saucers as he saw it—a figure, impossibly, at the edge of the grave plots. The sight of the glowing talisman, the stiff, unnatural movement, sent an icy bolt of terror through his heart. Yet, something in the shape, the familiar height, tugged at a deeper, more primal understanding.*

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