We believe

"They believe in reincarnation, that their soul will reborn inside of another body or form; even so, they don't show respect for anything, don't you think?" Emisya crossed her arms behind her head. Where they were, the sky was completely visible with all the stars that it could have. "It's funny if you think one of them killing his grandfather".

Both of them laughed of the thought of their disrespect "I just hope they don't reincarnate in people of our breeds, that would be awful." This time they laughed with a little unease. "Say, how The Breeds saw the death?" Emisya asked what Vonaxie was expecting from her.

"We think that when we die, we become clouds" the boy turned his sight to the sky again where just a few clouds could be noticed covering the stars in some points. "That's why they burn our bodies".

"That mean the weather has a meaning?" the moment the ask left her mouth, she regretted it because it could be insensible, however he smiled like he always did when she let her curiosity win. "When it's cloudy and we're suffering it means that they're trying to wash away our sadness or showing us that they're with us, when we're not sad but it's cloudy, means that they're worried about us, someone else or they're missing us".

With his words, his eyes looked sad aiming for those clouds in which his parents were. "When the sky is clean, it's because they're resting or looking something else; and if we're sad and the sky have them, they made forms and a beautiful sights to recover our smile"

"So, they're always by our side" without thinking, Emisya started to feel the same way about the clouds, she hoped her parents saw her all those years as if they took care of her that way. "Indeed, they're, but it's not the only way" This time she turned to him, just at the same time as he did.

"It's said that they are inside us for 3 years, they enter when are burned with the smoke. Doing that is to give us strength to continue, to keep moving forward in life" Vonaxie placed his left hand over his heart hitting two times making his bone sounded; that was the way The Bones used to show respect for the lost ones. "Of course the loneliness strike us, but thanks that they're with us for those years, we can move on; however we can't say aloud their names in that time, if we do, they won't rest ever again, their soul won't reunit with their part in the clouds."

With that last comment, the conversation ended. Both of them concentrated in the night sky again feeling less loner.

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Mi primera vez escribiendo en inglés por aquí. Lo hice de esta forma porque la versión original ya estaba hecha en español en la historia de donde proviene: Antiguos.
Originalmente quería publicarla aquí antes de cualquier otro lado, sin embargo no tuve tiempo de hacerlo más que en DA, otra razón más por la que lo escribí en inglés. Ya arreglé los errores que tenía (lo que después debo hacer con el otro) y espero haya quedado mejor.
Sólo me resta decirles, esta es una idea que desde hace unos años ha estado rondando mi mente aunque no había encontrado la historia adecuada para meterla hasta hace poco. Estoy completamente enamorado de esta idea, a veces desearía creerla de verdad. En fin, espero hayan disfrutado de esta entrega fuera de horario (menos depresiva que la anterior). Nos leemos luego~