Death. Yes a strange reality of life. A very bitter and hollow ending to our pitifully limited existence. It’s truly the only certainty we have, among the plentiful religions.
Cast aside! It's painful never the less when the ones you know and love drop like leaves in autumn. Then, I guess it's worse if one were to live for an eternity and a day, And that day after eternity is full of the bittersweet pain. An agony unlike what her people faced.
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Atra~Days Of Old Fable
Historical FictionLife is a delicate thing. Like weak string so easily broken. And here, dear reader, I give you a fable. In the town of Atra, there is this story. I give this to you, please....take good care of this tail
