"Memory is such an interesting thing… Memory of those we love… Memory of those we lost… In that sense, a funeral is the culmination of memory, and such a beautiful culmination it is… sad maybe… but beautiful" – a grieving philosopher

"Here today, we honor the memory of our beloved prince, and such a memory it is. He may be gone now, he may have been sick in life, he may have died by the hands of a once faithful servant, but beloved Alex still was" a man dressed in all black says at the podium, "That is very clear to me from those here, I hope whatever he finds after death treats him better than this life has."

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The man finishes speaking, and the child is buried in the cold ungiving ground, forever claimed by its embrace.

Season of the Risen, the 12th period, 29th day marks the death of one Alexander Percival Albent from the murder of one criminal, Robert Velt.

Taken from the world before his time, he will be sorely missed.

R. I. P. my poor Alex…