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I never could believe that... that there's anything after death. You know? It's the end. And the idea that it happens to everyone, that's just... that's the most horrible thing in the world to me. Not only that you'll never see someone you love again, that they'll just... stop existing. I don't know how anyone could take solace in death.
UN JOUR JE SERAI DE RETOUR PRÈS DE TOIAll things in life live by certain laws, there is a quality in everything.
Death is hard to accept. It seems like an endless void while you live. You can't imagine anything else.
That is why my friend, Ankarlon- has a mask that is transparent. It allows him to take on a face of comfort, to be a friend to those who have died, to guide them to a rest.
After all... do you know science? Matter cannot be wholly destroyed, only changed?
The same thing holds true for all qualities. Even that of the soul. I only know one thing that changes that. And that- is a power I do not wield. In any circumstance.
Right- yeah- sorry about the bombshell.
Do I owe you more for doing this then?
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postBelieve me, I know it is his fate in my world.
Still. It doesn't hurt to have optimism sometimes. Or try to see the bright side.
No, no- I'm not complaining at all.
-looks at the pile- I might need a day or two, though.
And maybe a wheelbarrow to carry this stuff.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post

(A KEYBLADEEEEEE)
Even while basically blind, I can help with that!
What do you guys do together?
(is that—is that—BCOM)
(MISTAKEN IDENTITY IS GO)
Hey. Been a long time.
...365 days.