To Rest

[~ Fiend ~ 611]

 

Word had spread among the druids, a ceremony was being held at the Spring Circle's grove. The gates were shut, though people with keys were around to let in any druid, and anyone who knew, was related to, or wished to say goodbye to Lillith Winterleaf.

 

The lowest grotto- where attendants were directed- was set up with soft chairs, an amalgamation of roots and flowers set by the wall, below a beautiful painting of Lillith's smiling face. Very few would know, but it would be the exact moment, the exact image- as if a photograph- of her smiling face just after she said 'I do'.

 

Isabella stood behind the podium beside the faux casket, waiting for guests to arrive. When it seemed as though enough people were there, she spoke.

 

"Welcome, everyone.. though I wish you weren't here this way.

I.. didn't know Lillith well, but many of us did. This is a hard time for all of us, and I won't speak long for that is not my place in this. All of us, especially her closest friends and family need time to recover. This is a time for reflection for all of us, for remembering the good that causes us to mourn. We would not be sad if there had never been anything to be happy about. If you have words to say, you may come up and say them now.

If you've never been to one of these, try to tell.. happy stories. Remember Lillith's life as it was at its best, as she would want to be remembered."

 

She turned to leave, but remembered to mention something before she went, turning back briefly.

 

"For those of you without a place to stay, you may stay here indefinitely, regardless of politics. Now is not the time to bring them up, that will be discussed when those healing are ready."

[Rig 17591]

Mithras bows his head, sighing quietly. 

[MamaBearJade 2090]

Lilliana stiffens as she looks over the casket. Tears welling in her eyes. She turns away as she trembles. She says nothing as her sadness wells up in her chest. She turns away unable to look any longer. Without a word she leaves and heads back to her farm. looking at Lillith's grove she felt the ache even more.. "For everything you have done for me..." she murmurs to her glider. "I...I will repay it ten fold. I will care for your grove while you are gone. Farewell Lillith." 

[Merkaken 516]

Popo walks up to the place Isabella had left. Two silverfish stand on his shoulders, not doing much, almost as if they understood the gravity of the situation. "I had only met Lillith a few times... But no matter what, she was smiling... Eager... Happy... The way she walked was that of one who is wise, and a woman who knows much about nature. The memories she left behind will always outweigh the bad..." He bows his head, closing his eyes, mumbling a few words before leaving the podium.

 

"Blessed be..."

[ℤ∃ʁ∅ 823]

Ramza comes along with Elswyen and their child Iris. They sit and listen to the words seeming very sadden by such an event. 

 

As the ceremony is over they make their way house in front of where the Druid Grove once stood. 

[Pinsir99 526]

Briza stood off in the back, face sullen as she watched Isabella's speech.

[Gunner 775]

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