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How did I die?

Was I sick? WasBlackbirdTown attacked?

I remember being afraid that we were going to be attacked, that war was about to break out.

But with whom?

Words again. Very soft. The deep voice comforts me. ItтАж it sounds likeFlint . But that can't be. I have
a vague memory that he, too, is dead. Blessed gods, maybe he's come to lead me along the treacherous
trail that leads to the afterlife.
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According to the tradition of the Black Falcon People, each person has three souls: the eye-soul stays
with the body forever, but at death the shadow-soul and the reflection-soul slip out together. All the evil
leaches into the shadow-soul, leaving the reflection-soul pure and clean, fit to live among the Blessed
Ancestors in the Land of the Dead. Usually the evil shadow-soul dissipates into the air, but on rare
occasions it sneaks into a passerby and uses the body of the living person to commit hideous crimes.

тАж Perhaps I am dead and this is my eye-soul?

Is this all I am now? A nothingness that dwells in rotting bones forever?

Anger flickers.

Why didn't anyone tell me it would be like thisтАФthis strange disembodied floating sensation?

What am I supposed to do now?

Old Priest Teal once told me that at death the reflection-soul has to make a decision. It can either go
directly to the Land of the Dead, or spend ten days speaking with loved ones, saying the last things that
need to be said.

Perhaps that's where I am? Suspended between decisions? Blessed gods, I hope so.

As if in answer, the radiance shifts, twisting into a shining path that seems to lead upward.

I climb, or think I do.

The path becomes clearer, crystallizing into a vast spiraling blanket of stars.

тАж The voices are louder.

Confusion fills me, rapidly followed by fear.

IfFlint has come to lead me to the afterlife, I know I can fight the monsters that inhabit the dark
underworld forests, but what if my reflection-soul is entering the living world again?