08-23-2024, 09:01 AM
I will not apologize for being mortal.
As time has passed, many of us are left severed from those we have loved. The years have seen their fair share of death, of those we cherish passing along while we, the living, are left behind. Greif aches, ever one, even decades later... yet, that grief is merely love, enduring. A pain, for knowing the ones you held so dear are not with you in the flesh.
It does not mean that they are gone. You carry them with you, everywhere you go, because you love them still. Even in death, you hold them close. In times like these, when the world closes in, and one feels alone, it can be good to remember and cherish the fallen, and the ones still alive. For death is only a temporary parting, just as this life is a fragile and transient thing, and as you love them beyond the grave, so too, do they love you.
It does not mean that they are gone. You carry them with you, everywhere you go, because you love them still. Even in death, you hold them close. In times like these, when the world closes in, and one feels alone, it can be good to remember and cherish the fallen, and the ones still alive. For death is only a temporary parting, just as this life is a fragile and transient thing, and as you love them beyond the grave, so too, do they love you.
They would not want to see you suffer.
Grey Aundeoth, priest of Caius, will be holding a festival upon the island of Nilhirra. Though it is Caian, invitations for attendance are offered to all those of the Republic, Traverse, Mavethkar and Londo, as well as unaffiliated parties and friends of those in attendance.
A moment to speak of those we have lost, in loving memory, and hold toast to them, wherever they are now. A remembrance of the people we love, even in death.
A moment for those still with us, that we cherish to this day, to remind us that we are not alone.
A moment to heal, to be known, and to appreciate what we have been given.
Saturday, 8/24/24
2PM EST
Nilhirra, 697,271,1
2PM EST
Nilhirra, 697,271,1