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Teen!NordicsxGhost!Reader
The Nordics left (f/n)'s grave about 2 hours after the funeral, so the sun was currently setting, everything turning into a shade of grey.
I still swam through their minds, making them confused and in panic.
(f/n) (l/n) killed herself.
She seemed like a average, happy teenager! Then one day out of the blue they got a call that she hung herself, and there was a note talking about her depression and how she couldn't take it anymore.
Even at her grave, they stared in disbelief. Disbelief that she was gone, and that she didn't trust to tell them...
A cool wind nipped at their necks. While the other Nordics ignored the breeze, it sent shivers down Mathias' spine, and he looked in the direction that the breeze came from.
His eyes widened, "Hej, guys..." He said drily.
Their heads turned, and they were in total awe.
(f/n) was standing on the border of the woods.
She looked absolutely blissful, in peace. Her hair was perfect, like the mornings she would want it just perfect, and it would take about 2 hours. She wore a white dress (Link in description), It didn't seem to touch the ground, it just flowed, as in draping itself over the air. Her skin looked porcelain (Or however you think your skin would look like as a ghost.
But she had no shadow.
She came closer, her feet barely had to touch the ground, it was like she was almost floating (key word: almost).
She stopped about a meter from the boys.
"I'm sorry for leaving you all." She solemnly, but her voice floated out, sounding emotionless, but they still understood her emotions.
Iceland bravely stepped towards her. "(f/n)? Is that really you?"
"But it's not possible... You're suppose to be dead..." Finland said fearfully.
She calmly looked towards Tino, "I am dead~"
None of them knew how to respond they just stared.
"So you're a g-ghost?" The Dane asked bluntly.
She looked at him with a small, peaceful smile. "Yes, Iam. But there is no need to fear ghosts, we are all terribly misunderstood, and mourning."
Lukas turned away, fists clenched tight. "Why wouldn't you have told us?" He said, with a voice barely above a whisper.
"I didn't want to burden you."
"'Nd th's w'dn't?" Berwald spoke out.
They were beyond her reach of understanding the situation.
"Come little children I'll take thee away,
Into a land of enchantment," She sang in a soft tone, she tilted Emil's head to look at her, her skin felt as soft as a feather.
The other Nordics head turned to look at her as she continued.
"Come little children the time's come to play,
here in my garden of shadows." She started to walk backwards gracefully. The Nordics slowly started to follow, in awe of how she almost glided across the forest floor.
"Follow sweet children I'll show thee the way through all the pain and sorrows
Weak not poor children the life is this way,
murdering beauty and passion." She sang as they went deeper into the woods, her smooth movements turning into a soft, slow, and graceful dance. She reached out her hands to them, beckoning them to follow her further.
"Hush now dear children
it must be this way, too weary of life and deceptions.
rest now my children for soon we'll away
into the calm and the quite.
Whoo.." She sang as she dancing and they followed to the edge of the woods.
"Come little children I'll take the away into a land of enchantment,
came little children the time's come to play,
here in my garden of shadows.
Uh Uh Uh.." As she sang she gave them gestures (hugs, pats on the head etc.) of affection, when they came to a cliff as they exited the other side of the woods.
She gave a last smile, before she stepped off and in mid-air, disappeared. Becoming a rolling fog.
They would never forget her.
The Nordics left (f/n)'s grave about 2 hours after the funeral, so the sun was currently setting, everything turning into a shade of grey.
I still swam through their minds, making them confused and in panic.
(f/n) (l/n) killed herself.
She seemed like a average, happy teenager! Then one day out of the blue they got a call that she hung herself, and there was a note talking about her depression and how she couldn't take it anymore.
Even at her grave, they stared in disbelief. Disbelief that she was gone, and that she didn't trust to tell them...
A cool wind nipped at their necks. While the other Nordics ignored the breeze, it sent shivers down Mathias' spine, and he looked in the direction that the breeze came from.
His eyes widened, "Hej, guys..." He said drily.
Their heads turned, and they were in total awe.
(f/n) was standing on the border of the woods.
She looked absolutely blissful, in peace. Her hair was perfect, like the mornings she would want it just perfect, and it would take about 2 hours. She wore a white dress (Link in description), It didn't seem to touch the ground, it just flowed, as in draping itself over the air. Her skin looked porcelain (Or however you think your skin would look like as a ghost.
But she had no shadow.
She came closer, her feet barely had to touch the ground, it was like she was almost floating (key word: almost).
She stopped about a meter from the boys.
"I'm sorry for leaving you all." She solemnly, but her voice floated out, sounding emotionless, but they still understood her emotions.
Iceland bravely stepped towards her. "(f/n)? Is that really you?"
"But it's not possible... You're suppose to be dead..." Finland said fearfully.
She calmly looked towards Tino, "I am dead~"
None of them knew how to respond they just stared.
"So you're a g-ghost?" The Dane asked bluntly.
She looked at him with a small, peaceful smile. "Yes, Iam. But there is no need to fear ghosts, we are all terribly misunderstood, and mourning."
Lukas turned away, fists clenched tight. "Why wouldn't you have told us?" He said, with a voice barely above a whisper.
"I didn't want to burden you."
"'Nd th's w'dn't?" Berwald spoke out.
They were beyond her reach of understanding the situation.
"Come little children I'll take thee away,
Into a land of enchantment," She sang in a soft tone, she tilted Emil's head to look at her, her skin felt as soft as a feather.
The other Nordics head turned to look at her as she continued.
"Come little children the time's come to play,
here in my garden of shadows." She started to walk backwards gracefully. The Nordics slowly started to follow, in awe of how she almost glided across the forest floor.
"Follow sweet children I'll show thee the way through all the pain and sorrows
Weak not poor children the life is this way,
murdering beauty and passion." She sang as they went deeper into the woods, her smooth movements turning into a soft, slow, and graceful dance. She reached out her hands to them, beckoning them to follow her further.
"Hush now dear children
it must be this way, too weary of life and deceptions.
rest now my children for soon we'll away
into the calm and the quite.
Whoo.." She sang as she dancing and they followed to the edge of the woods.
"Come little children I'll take the away into a land of enchantment,
came little children the time's come to play,
here in my garden of shadows.
Uh Uh Uh.." As she sang she gave them gestures (hugs, pats on the head etc.) of affection, when they came to a cliff as they exited the other side of the woods.
She gave a last smile, before she stepped off and in mid-air, disappeared. Becoming a rolling fog.
They would never forget her.
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I don't actually believe in ghosts! Yet I wrote this! xD
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I don't actually believe in ghosts! Yet I wrote this! xD
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jump off da cliff with me! "And the,me n u,father n son will control the whole galaxy!"