=⌕ [ death srp response ] // » ᵖⁱˣᵉˡ ⁱˢ ᵗʸᵖⁱⁿᵍ... > this is Empyreankit's response to Maplestar's death. [ . . . ] I got your letters, mama. I got every single one. I read your lamentations, I heard you weeping through tear-stained pages. I'm sorry I didn't write back. ̶i̶ ̶d̶̶i̶̶d̶̶n̶'̶t̶ ̶k̶̶n̶̶o̶̶w̶ ̶w̶̶h̶̶a̶̶t̶ ̶t̶̶o̶ ̶s̶̶a̶̶y̶ Fablekit told me you died. ̶i̶ ̶d̶̶i̶̶d̶̶n̶'̶t̶ ̶k̶̶n̶̶o̶̶w̶ ̶h̶̶o̶̶w̶ ̶t̶̶o̶ ̶f̶̶e̶̶e̶̶l̶ I grew up, mama. I grew up as a child of the stars. we all did. me, Fablekit and Fulminairekit. they make you wise here. ̶b̶̶u̶̶t̶ ̶e̶̶v̶̶e̶̶n̶ ̶t̶̶h̶̶e̶ ̶s̶̶t̶̶a̶̶r̶̶s̶ ̶c̶̶a̶̶n̶̶n̶̶o̶̶t̶ ̶m̶̶a̶̶k̶̶e̶ ̶b̶̶o̶̶n̶̶e̶̶s̶ ̶g̶̶r̶̶o̶̶w̶ ̶i̶ ̶a̶̶m̶ ̶t̶̶r̶̶a̶̶p̶̶p̶̶e̶̶d̶. ̶i̶ ̶a̶̶m̶ ̶s̶̶c̶̶a̶̶r̶̶e̶̶d̶. ̶m̶̶a̶̶m̶̶a̶, ̶w̶̶h̶̶y̶ ̶d̶̶o̶̶e̶̶s̶ ̶h̶̶e̶̶a̶̶v̶̶e̶̶n̶ ̶h̶̶u̶̶r̶̶t̶ ̶s̶̶o̶ ̶m̶̶u̶̶c̶̶h̶? please don't apologize. what happened was out of your control. don't tear yourself apart because of a tragedy that wasn't yours to feel. I want to see you again. I want to stay up late with you. I want to hear about everything you did. ̶i̶̶t̶'̶s̶ ̶n̶̶o̶̶t̶ ̶f̶̶a̶̶i̶̶r̶ ̶i̶̶t̶'̶s̶ ̶n̶̶o̶̶t̶ ̶f̶̶a̶̶i̶̶r̶ ̶i̶̶t̶'̶s̶ ̶n̶̶o̶̶t̶ ̶f̶̶a̶̶i̶̶r̶ I love you, mama. ̶m̶̶y̶ ̶m̶̶i̶̶n̶̶d̶ ̶i̶̶s̶ ̶t̶̶o̶̶o̶ ̶l̶̶o̶̶u̶̶d̶ ̶y̶̶o̶̶u̶ ̶c̶̶a̶̶n̶'̶t̶ ̶s̶̶a̶̶v̶̶e̶ ̶m̶̶e̶ ̶y̶̶o̶̶u̶ ̶n̶̶e̶̶v̶̶e̶̶r̶ ̶c̶̶o̶̶u̶̶l̶̶d̶ I'll see you soon. ̶i̶̶t̶'̶s̶ ̶n̶̶o̶̶t̶ ̶y̶̶o̶̶u̶̶r̶ ̶f̶̶a̶̶u̶̶l̶̶t̶ [ . . . ] [ end . ]
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