Fics like something bigger and louder than the voices in me

It’s Rumi’s turn to frown, though she doesn’t let the expression stay on her face too long. There was a learning curve when she first started escorting souls on her own; maybe this is just the prelude to unlocking a new skill. “Let me start over,” she placates, “I think I’m a little out of rhythm. I help guide souls like you to the world beyond. My name is Rumi, and I’m usually a lot better at this.” “I’m Zoey,” Zoey smiles. “I think you’re doing great! But I’m definitely not dead.” // Rumi is the latest in a long line of Shepherds, spiritual chaperones who are tasked with guiding wandering souls toward their homes in the afterlife. Up late studying one night, she feels the usual call of a soul, except this one insists she's not actually dead. While Rumi is trying to figure out how to solve that problem, another soul emerges, which Rumi has been told is impossible. And there's something special about these two that makes Rumi want to keep them..... or: a comedy of errors involving too many ghosts, a really stupid cat, and the terrifying reality of finding somewhere you belong

Fics like something bigger and louder than the voices in me

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