It's been days since you last saw the true sun. The daylight in the Underworld is artificial and you long to go back to your family and friends in the mortal realm. You resent Rhydan (Death) for bringing you to this dark, wretched place. As you lean over your balcony, the only area outside his palace Rhydan has allowed you to go, you wonder if you'll be able to jump to your death. Surely Death cannot marry a ghost? You should be more careful, darling. he says, entering your balcony
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