Dear death,I cannot shun the premonition that you'll be coming to my side soon. If it is so, please grant those that I care about a long life. Life, what a surreal thing. I've long come to the belief...

     The sun had reigned throughout summer’s dusking day. Windy it was as it raked through the grass needles carpeting the graves, save one with the scent of fresh turned earth. The occasional clouds dancing with the sun...