As Read by Malia Tate
---------------------------------------------Today is November 28th 2024.
Just last night, sheriff's deputy Stiles Stilinski was checked in to Beacon Hills Memorial Hospital.
Suffering a grade three bite, he was pronounced turned at 8:13 P.M. I bring you here to celebrate his life in Gospel.
Stiles was a valiant man, one who suffered endlessly to protect his loved ones, his friends.
I could tell you about that bravery first hand. Truly, he didn't deserve such a premature and merciless end.
I was holding his hand as it happened, reminiscing over the happy memories I still yearn.
Our time together was so short, though it seemed that he was already gone before the turn.
But death is just a part of life, isn't it?
Yes, in fact, death is just another obstacle in the orbit.
It's what he would've wanted.
Maybe that's why I watched as his eyes darkened.
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The Elegy of Stiles Stilinski
PoesieTold from the point of view of Malia Tate, this elegy recounts Stiles's death at the hands of the supernatural.