And then he was gone. One moment he was there, holding her hand, smiling from the hospital bed. Then the light in his eyes faded and the person she knew was gone. So easy. So quick – though no one would call it quick. Years of being sick, so quickly culminated and she felt… empty.
The room felt emptly. His presence gone the moment the light of life faded. She looked down at his face, familiar though strange. A face that had held smiles and laughter for so many years was now calm. She saw nothing but peace. It was weird. He had been in pain, yet put on a brave face, yet she already missed it. Missed the smile that tried to hide the tired broken man he had become.

“Do you feel fear?” the voice whispered. She shook her head. “I thought you had died too” she replied and the shadows coalesed into a body, a smile on a non descript face “I cant die” the shape replied.
“Must be nice”
Death seemed like a punishment. Like you completed the game only to.. what? Disapper forever?
“It Is not” the reply got her attention and she looked at the dark shadow “why? It seems pointless doesn’t it? Fighting. Why do we fight when we just…” she gestured to the still body before them.
“Life is more than a game. It is not a race. Not a competition. It is an experience” 
“An experience?” she replied and the shadow nodded “do you visit the theater to win?” it asked “no” the answer was easy.

“Do you miss him?” the shadow asked and she nodded again “the feeling is life. The feelings are the experience. Good and bad” it seemed wrong and she huffed staring at the shadow. “Why does it need to hurt? Shouldn’t it be better? Be amazing?” the shadow smiled.
“If all you felt was joy, would it be joyfull? Or dull?” it replied, and she hesitated. “I don’t know” she replied with a sniffle. “I just don’t… want this pain” she mumbled and felt the shadow embrace her. “it is part of life dear” it said “pain is nessisary to feel happy. Just like light is nessiscary to observe the shadows..” it was true she assumed. Yet it still felt wrong. “If it hurts it means you live. It means that he was loved. The deeper the pain, the more you loved him” it whispered. “Rememer that. Rememer the love”

“I can’t live with out him” she whispered. “You will. It will come. Days might pass, but you will learn” the words were an empty comfort, and then silence reigned for a while. “Do you fear death?” the shadow asked and she slowly nodded. “Do you fear love?” it asked causing her to shake her head with a questioning glance “they are connected are they not?” it asked. She had no answer.
“It must be nice, no to die” she said and the shadow sighed with a warming smile “To live for ever, is to loose every one. All I talk to die. Most who call my name, says it with blame” the shadow said, and they looked at the body once more.
“Feel the love” the goddess of hope whispered to the girl with the broken heart “and accept the death, for it will come for all”
“Not you” the girl replied and the goddes smiled “Hope never dies”