Your girlfriend came back from the dead "wrong", or at least that's what everyone says. She died quickly and slowly, far too young, and for a reason that would not have happened if the world was a better place. You were both going to the same college, she was majoring in film studies while you were majoring in necromancy, you lived in the same apartment together for so long. When you chose to bring her back you had to deal with faeries, and gods few people dare to pray to, but you got her back. Not because you deserved to have her but because she deserved to live.

She isn't what she used to be. Her face looks plasticish and embalmed, and because you didn't have that much skin to work with she's permanently sown into her clothing, that fancy outfit that was always her favorite. You didn't know it at the time but the spell gave her sharp teeth, and black eyes, and a desire for raw meat. It's not the body you would have given her if you had better ways of working. But your happy she's here. Your happy she's alive.

She's considered to have been revived wrong. You don't see it that way, the spells worked as well as they did. She's considered low functioning undead, creatures that are almost always thought of as entirely inhuman. She's considered a failure because she's not able to function like a human would, she doesn't move like a human, can't go out during daylight, acts erratically, is afraid a lot of the time. She's considered a failure because she can't work or go to school like she used to, even though she's alive that's not enough for most people. People are afraid she'll start going out at night and start attacking people on your block, she won't, even she's afraid of that but she doesn't need you to control her, she just has some very scary thoughts and abilities.

People sometimes say she's your experiment, or your pet, or like your daughter. She's not, she's still your girlfriend, you still love her and want to be with her. You comfort her when she's scared. You sing to her, and tell her about your day when you get home, and sit on the couch watching movies with her. You hold her to keep her warm because of how much having a cold body seems to upset her, and she'll push her face into your breasts, and touch you in ways someone touches their girlfriend.

Her parents act like she's fully gone. Calling her a mockery of her old self. Some higher functioning undead that you know have even called her an insult. And even a lot of people you know are so focused on the idea of her getting better. But you don't love her so that she can get better, you love her because it is a gift to love her, whatever form she may take.

Sunflowers, c. 1982. Andrew Wyeth. Watercolor and pencil on paper

Franz Sedlacek - Lied in der Dämmerung (Song in the Twilight), 1931

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Rock Bottom, acrylic on panel, 24x18”. 2022. Daniel Merriam.

Hi, hello! Here’s a fresh set of hi-res phone wallpapers from some of my recent illustrations — as always, they’re free for personal use ♡

The Sea ~ the magical realism of Spanish artist Alex Alemany ~ www.alexalemany.com

~ by Anne Sudworth

― She and Her Cat (Stories), Makoto Shinkai, Ginny Tapley Takemori (Translator), Naruki Nagakawa

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Franz Sedlacek (1891-1945) - Gespenst über Den Bäumen (Ghost Above the Trees), 1928

Haunted By The Dream (2023) oil & acrylic on linen

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