Bring me back alive

The flower bloomed between her fingers and the lass smiled. She had made sure that no one was close to her, as she knew necromancy was a forbidden magic, a power best left hidden. No one knew about this, no one knew she had any magic. Even her mother was unaware. Her father had known, her husband had known. Both of them were dead now. And this power was completely useless. What use could necromancy have if you couldn’t bring your loved ones back? Oh, how much she would’ve sacrificed to accomplish that… But… The woman sighed. She needed to accept that it was impossible, that they were gone. And she had to live her life now, take care of the gardens of the Lady that had offered her a chance in life, more than anyone else had done.

She stood up and looked at the flowers she had just taken care of. At least her power had helped her get a job. She had green fingers and a love for flowers, but some things could not be saved without a little magic. She could get rid of the flower, plant a new one… And often enough she decided to do this, even if only to not stand out too much. But, every now and then there was a flower that she’d bring back, that one flower that was needed to make everything look perfect. After all, she’d only settle for perfection.