A Glimpse of the Fade


The Fade is a place that many have tried to understand.  It’s shrouded in mystery and darkness.  Never revealing it’s truth, only offering mere glimpses.

Throughout human history, various religions have tried to offer an idea of what is within the Fade.  Is it the place where our souls go when we die?  Does it contain other, darker entities?  Could it be the sidh?  Or could it be an alternate reality?

The one thing many have agreed upon: spirits reside within the Fade. Are they souls of the forgotten? Are they demons? Or are they something else?

Spirits have been part of my life, since childhood. They have lived in my house for as long as I can remember. I have only seen them a few times [they were dressed in civil war uniforms], but I have been hearing them forever.  Although they never harmed us, I could always hear them whispering, laughing, playing games, etc.  They would play pranks on my sister from time to time. For instance, one whispered in her ear when she was a child, scaring her half to death. Another time, they grabbed her leg while she was sleeping and pushed her further down into the bed.  Nothing too drastic.

Those experiences alone point out a small detail. They were able to cross onto the 21d7acd642302d6b97a9040032b25118mortal plane to play their pranks. My sister could feel his hand, hear his voice. While I could always feel their presence in the house.

When my grandfather passed away, my mother mentioned a time she was in a hotel and she felt his presence. He also touched her leg, but in a comforting manner. Although she couldn’t explain it, deep down, she knew it was her deceased father.

Is the Fade merely the between? Life for the soul after death, but before the afterlife.  Or is there more to it than that? I’ve felt my mother from time to time. She has even appeared in my dreams since her passing.  I cannot recall what we talked about, but I do know when she was there.

I’ve been lucky when it’s come to spirits. There are stories all over the internet and popular culture talking about malevolent spirits. Ones who just want to cause chaos, to hurt anyone who comes around, or even those who cause a mess so the living would simply go away. When I was in a baptist high school, I was told the spirits in my house were demons.  They were evil and I had to send them away.

Deep down, I knew that wasn’t right. But the idea had been put into my head, so the fear had a foundation. One night, when the spirits wouldn’t stop talking, I called a close friend, hoping she would help. She did what she could to calm me and read Bible verses to try and make them go away.

They never went away. They’ll never go away. But strangely enough, I haven’t been able to hear them, except once or twice, in years. I can still feel them there, but they aren’t bothering me anymore. It may sound crazy, but they have been apart of my family for my whole life, and respected me to back off when I was frightened. I appreciate them for them.

So I memorialized them in Dead Dreamer. I gave them names, and personalities. As I move on with my life, and leave my childhood home, I’ll never forget them. They’ll be with me and Brenna forever.

Despite my experience, however, I know there are other things that live in the Fade that warrant my fear. My experience with a Ouija board told me that [which is why I’ll never touch another one in my life].

So, I pose to you this question:

ᚹᚺᚨᛏ ᛁᚠ ᛏᚺᛖ ᚠᚨᛞᛖ ᚲᛟᛝᛏᚨᛁᛝᛋ ᛗᛟᚱᛖ ᛏᚺᚨᛝ ᛞᛖᛗᛟᛝᛋ ᚨᛝᛞ ᛋᛈᛁᚱᛁᛏᛋ? ᛁᛏ ᛁᛋ ᛒᛁᚷᚷᛖᚱ ᚨᛝᛞ ᛗᛟᚱᛖ ᚲᛟᛗᛈᛚᛖᚦ ᛏᚺᚨᛝ ᚹᛖ ᚲᚨᛝ ᚲᛟᛗᛈᚱᛖᚺᛖᛝᛞ. ᛋᛈᛁᚱᛁᛏᛋ, ᛞᛖᛗᛟᛝᛋ, ᚨᛝᚷᛖᛚᛋ, ᚱᛖᚨᛈᛖᚱᛋ…

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