I suppose death is not something that i'm foreign to, at least in thought. I'm always considering it, preparing for it, wondering when it will come; whether it will come through cell mutation, freak accident, or old age. It seems like life on earth is really just a slow death...and sometimes certain things speed up the process. I have not lost anyone in my immediate family and couldn't imagine the pain of such a thing and it honestly hurts to even think about. the shepard's staff comforts me, You are my feast in the presence of enemies...
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