“ everyone leaves, eventually. either they move on or they die. they leave and i’m left behind. ”
“You say that you are left behind, as if passing away is their own choice. Granted... the coming and passing of relationships can be as meaningful as the very heart that pounds in your chest. Hold onto those memories, because as long as you remember them, they never truly die until you soon forget about their lives.”
Much like the adepti, of course.














