User blog:NovaWolfXxGames/Blossom

Love is like a flower, at a new season love will sprout. Like a flower, love dies, and it dies over time. That happened to me, I was an immortal, so I had to see them all... them all die. My sister died in a fire that spread across half the region killing almost anything and anyone, and nothing stood in the flame's tracks, bitter yet sweet. I am the direct decendant Esmund, Esmund the Protector wich means I was meant to protect.... even when it meant risking my life, but s o many regrets and happy memories happened. At the end of the forest glen I see the Graveyard which I buried them... them all with everyone. I see Aaron's, I still don't know as much about him as I would like, but I don't mind anymore. There's Nicole's, painted red and silver. And there it is, the biggest regret and possibly the most bitter yet sweet: Charlotte and Garroth. Vines blocked the writing on the stone, but I nearly memorized the words:

Garroth Ro'meave

The Diamond Soul



Friend                                            Brother

Son                                                  Hero



Here Lies a man who gave everything for everyone he loved

May we never forget him

Good-bye is simply hello from another place

and Charlotte

Charlotte Co'cheve



Loved Sister, Friend and Mother

Here Lies a woman who loved everyone for everthing they were

May we never forget her

No matter if evil or good she loved them

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