Ohio had read enough. The words made no sense, the least worries lingering between life and death. He couldn't make a choice, nor could he think of anyone who would give him the answers. The words revolved around a personal intimacy, a great understand he felt strange to perceive. Why, must he listen to such secrets; this thought even crossed his mind.
"Why do I feel bad?"
His words disappeared in a puff of dust. Falling on his knees, he stared at the gaping space of the box. It had a lot of expectations within him, a lot of dreams hidden in him but had seen just a leaf drop out of it was a lot more disappointing and strange than it already was.
Seeing the broken and peaceful pallor of Verose, lying on the floor. His face lit in a smile, even though he had died without anything compensa
