Through all our lifetimes, across so many universes and dimensions, our souls always know each other. You and I, we’ve loved before, it’s just always our bodies that are new. Still, in each form, each age, each universe, and each lifetime, you leave me here without you. I can’t do another lifetime without you. I search for you in each existence, when really, my survival has always been in you, and yours in me. Our worlds collide again and again, lifetime after lifetime, body after body. I need to be in a world where you won’t leave me again. I’ve got to be where you are.
– Misty-Bleu (Afterlight)
Alice VL – Author

Alice VL, born on the 1st May 1970 as Alice Johnstone, is a South African writer who was raised in Saldanha Bay, a quaint village off the West Coast of Southern Africa.

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Misty-Bleu’s Journal

  • The Photograph
  • She Searches For His Soul In Someone Else’s Body
  • The Prayer In The Red Balloon
  • For Her Broken Heart
  • The Dream-Maker
  • One Promise Too Late
  • The House Where Love Once Lived
  • She Is A Lot Like You
  • Can You Paint Me A Love Story
  • What If?
  • Did The Universe Ask You To Love More Than One?
  • Is Two Out Of Three Enough?
  • To Go Back To Before
  • When He Slips Back In
  • She So Wishes It Didn’t
  • She Turned The Lights Off, One By One
  • What He Should Have Told Her


We were ancient, you and I. I loved you in so many forms, in so many lifetimes. In life after life, age after age, and world after world.

Afterlight, Misty-Bleu
The place I go to every time I close my eyes. There where you are. There, where I find you again. There, where our ancient love comes home to me. There, where all other worlds die, and ours lets me live again. With you. There, where we make plans again. There, where you touch my face and hold my hands. There, where I can breathe again. There, where you never left, never gone. There, where I find you when I no longer want to be awake in my world. The world you sent me back to. The one I’ve had to live in with you, and hide my tears. The one that crushes my soul, and shatters my heart. The world I hate. The one I search for you on empty beaches and crowded streets. The one you’ve left me in, without you.