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Colin Smalls
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Funeral

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*below is a parchment, nailed to a wall in trollsbane. It is written in black ink, with a slow, deliberate hand.'

THE FUNERAL OF TRISTAN CAINE.

After the tragic 'suicide', of Tristan Caine, i have take it upon myself to organise a funeral, for those who knew him (and loved him) in life to pay their final respects. Anyone is welcome, so long as they are respectful. If there is a holy person available, their presence would also be appreciated. The funeral will take place on ((saturday, 9 pm gmt)) by Lake adron. Since the body has already been disposed, he will not be buried.

I hope to see people there.

~Colin
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Post by Cliu Beothach »

Our regards go out to all those who knew Sir Caine. I would like to extend my willingness to be present if you accept it.


Regards,
Expleti Caecilianus Cathari
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Your presense is welcomed mister Cathari. You have my warmest thanks.

~Colin
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Just a reminder that the funeral is tommorow at (9 pm gmt)

~Colin
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just to remind anyone who wants to come, we are meeting at lake adron in about two hours.

~Colin
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I would like to thank all those who attended and spoke at the funeral.

~Colin
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Post by Cliu Beothach »

I am sorry to have missed this occasion, I must have gotten the time wrong as I walked along the lake for a while.


Regretfully,
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Post by Inner Voice »

*a parchment was left at the funeral by a stranger for anyone who was perceptive to notice*

Through all my life I wished to find
The one who was like her.
Exact and perfect, so divine,
To lay with me in fur.
If only knew she what I had
My life to bring me through,
If only she could understand
What I have had to do.
Such tortures teared beneath my heart,
Such pleasures came in dreams.
She's everything I'd ever want,
Like sun, to me, she beams.
If only she could understand
That I so cared and loved.
A feeling so intense and grand,
Flowed pure from above.
Upon my heart it had descend,
And then she cut it deep.
I was in love, I can't pretend,
But cliffs were much too steep.
I fell for her, I lived for her,
I gave my life and death to her,
I breathed for her, I fell for her,
I wrapped my soul around for her.




A man is foolish to devote
To one whose heart is free.
A tree is foolish to grow roots
Around another tree.
It's not her fault that you so chose
To plaster at her feet.
Your death a lesson be to those
Who contemplate defeat.
What have you done to keep her, boy?
What battles have you won?
Your own dispair you made a toy,
And now you on your own.
If you decided to withdraw
To then give up and fall,
Perhaps the feeling that you saught
Wasn't pure after all.
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Post by Achae Eanstray »

Achae stops and walks over curiously then reading the parchment a small tear comes to her hazel eyes as she whispers..

I don't know you, but your departure has to be sad, and someone left you a beautiful tribute. I imagine whoever she was is crying.

Sighing she leans down and places the only thing she has on top of the grave, a handful of small yellow flowers then turns to continue her walk.
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Post by Ayla »

* A comfortably cloaked figure pauses before the various posts, head tilted to
the side as she reads over the words left. A tiny smile touches her lips
before she moves to leave a single, unsigned piece of parchment nailed
along beneath the others.*

Crying each and every day, my friend. Tears may not be seen, but they are there.

*Afterward, a single flower is taken from what is left as the figure moves on.*

(( OOC Edit: Assume she heard Achae's words. Just read that she spoke it, when I thought it was written. :oops: ))
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