Remains and ashes

If you're reading this, please have my ashes scattered on the same ground where my babies are buried.

Kaisy

It was nice seeing Kaisy again.

She can cool hell itself and make mud sparkle.

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Sometimes, or often, or whatever, it feels as if I just don't care anymore. Who knows, I may be at the end of my days. Just let me know, give me a sign, so I can make preparations.

My babies, I miss you terribly.