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It is when one's blossoms blight.
That within the vale flourish another.
Within the dark of the vale burnt light.
Then came the voices of spirits to linger.
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For a last farewell.
Loved ones came and made themselves heard.
Before an eternal rest to the ones who fell.
Before spreading their wings and fly beyond the skies as a bird.
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It is upon that occasion that Myrin invites those of Nysea and Myllenoris who wishes to say a last farewell to those they loved and drowned in another wave.
Tuesday 6 pm est. In the vale.
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