What is grief? How do people cope with loss? What is a single life in the larger scheme of things? Grief comes with loss, it eats at us from the inside, feeding on our memories. It’s a cycle that people find a way out of, each in their own time. This is a story of loss, grief, and acceptance.     This is a lone short story, although it is connected to my main one, Hymn of Ignis. There is some swearing in the story, not too much tho, I put on the profanity tag just in case.