The River and the Sea

Wren stared out at the ocean from the cliff he was standing on. The waves were crashing into the rocks beneath him and it was calming. He must've been standing there for hours but he didn't know. He still couldn't get over it in his mind that he didn't make it home that night.

All he wanted was to go home.

"Wren?"

He jumped. Charlie was standing beside him and he didn't know when she got there.

"I know it must be hard to process," she said. "When someone finally told me that I was dead, I cried for days."

Wren opened his mouth but he didn't know what to say.

"D–D'you have anything unresolved?" she sighed. "Sorry, I know most people do, especially if the way you died was sudden. But I–I think I have something that could help you..."

She jerked her head to the left, indicating he should follow her, and Wren didn't know what else to do. So, he followed her.