In memory of Sheriff Will
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{July 4th}
We got out of New Seattle, just in time... But...we lost so much yesterday. We were ambushed by the Wolf Pack. We did thin out their numbers, and bury that Don on the ground, with his son's testicles, waiting for the coils to explode, but those people... Next day, the coils will melt down, eradicating everything in the area.
We have to rest up, and catch our breath on the side of the freeway. Both freeways are empty of cars, but I'm afraid will meet up with a pile-up later on.
Everyone is bummed out at the moment, but fortunately, I distributed all of my supplies we got from the cabin. Also, I got a spare tent and sleeping bag now. After those poor excuse for wolves ruined it.
If only Sheriff Will would see it. I know that...if we leave now, those wolves will catch up to us and kill every last one of us...or maybe worse... But I feel as if I'm responsible for...what happened. Talulah, AJ, and a few others kept telling me it ain't my fault. But my overthinking brain keeps telling me it is. I suppose I should ignore it...the thoughts I mean.
We're gonna move out later, we...just have something that's...needed to be done. Sheriff Will deserves a dignified burial, and even though he's not here anymore, Fred, the only freelance preacher of the group, will recite Sheriff Will's eulogy.
AJ is saying it's a waste of time, I thought that so too, but Talulah was willing for the eulogy to continue... She also did call AJ a "Disrespectful pragmatic jerk", which...might've offended him. But we can't take people's rights to mourn, that sucks. For now, as I finish my breakfast, with my "Son" beside me, the eulogy will start.
Oh yeah, I almost forgot to mention, Sifer and Aseph, I mean, Abigail, stayed with us. They're willing to ride with us for now until they find a different road to ride. Abigail said that they're not willing to join, but they are willing to stay and protect us until a new opportunity arises. I do hope they'll stay with us, they're an interesting pair. I think Faust is developing a crush on Sifer, that's kinda adorable.
Oh, and before I end this entry...let me just say... Happy Fourth of July. God bless America, and its denizens, may the Star spangled banner snap on the sky, may it not fall down on the ground. The land of the free, the home of the great is riddled with flaws, but that's what makes it so grand. If only it was ruled with competent politicians. I hope I make a better one, and not offend the founding fathers. Talulah might gush over if I mentioned the Fourth of July is sacred to America, it is Independence Day.
Now, time to end my breakfast, and time to ruffle up Mephisto's hair... Sifer is right, ruffling his hair felt pretty nice.
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[The New Seattle/Union survivors, what's left of them, gathered up before a pile up of stone. It was Sheriff Will's memorial. It's guaranteed it wouldn't last long, hell, it'd probably crumble down if the coil melts. Joseph, Elijah, and Fred thought that stones stacked up over each other is the best they can do. Better yet, they should loot a gravestone store, and steal a headstone and just taped Sheriff Will's picture on it...that was insensitive, I apologise.]
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