Firanna felt the warmth, and then almost laughed with relief as she returned to normal. Her black pants, dark red tunic shirt, her emerald and ruby sword became solid again, and her long, thick, wavy red hair flowed down her back. "At last!"
"Those moments when your in so deep, it feels easier to just swim down"
"I'm erasing myself from the narrative. Let future historians wonder how Eliza reacted when you broke her heart
Finally. They seemed to be taking longer each time, if only because she'd gotten tired of some part of her body not working.
Letting go of her head, Marisol edged away from ghost girl, who was now a regular girl with a sharp sword. That's when she bumped into something small and furry. Marisol, realizing how long Arlais had gone without speaking, and how terrified she'd been, turned around.
Before she could say anything, Arlais punched her in the gut.
"Guess I deserved that," Marisol said, bending over and wheezing.
"Mhm," Arlais said, crossing her arms. "Don't make me do that again, because I think I pulled something in my hand."
S'io credesse che mia risposta fosse a persona che mai tornasse al mondo, questa fiamma staria senza piu scosse. Ma per ciò che giammai di questo fondo non tornò vivo alcun, s'i' odo il vero, senza tema d'infamia ti rispondo.