I wasn't able to attend the real funeral, so I decided to create a secondary, partial funeral...I tried my best. I wish I could have made the forest sunset pink, but c'est la vie...











(this one is of run's memorial, i hope you don't mind)




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Silver beams before her
Lead her into golden light
Shifting steps move toward
The everlasting, cirrus night

Adorned in halo, gown, and wings
She trembles through the gate
And watches all of us look up
To see a newborn saint

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I hope you liked the pictures and poem...I'm not religious, but I have a feeling you are, heh...