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Daxarian >> #4359
Posted on 2011-11-04 04:22:08 Score: 1 (vote Up) ( Report comment )
Of all the songs on his music player, of course the first one to come on would be /her/ favorite.

While he stood in /her/ favorite walking spot, at /her/ favorite time of the evening, with what else but /her/ old bag slung over his shoulder.

An unhappy coincidence, he wanted to think. But he had come here for a reason, and he wasn't in any rush to leave.

Closing his eyes and letting the memories wash over him, he took in the familiar setting through all his senses and waited for his brain to fill in the last part.

"Happy birthday", he said to the air. "Happy birthday, Rae."

"...and rest in peace."
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