Have you found you grave yet? I thought I had mine earlier, but it was just my imagination.
[ He runs his hand along one of the gravestones as he passes along. It's difficult to say whether he's being serious or not when his eyes are fixed on the one before him, but no matter how long he stares no name appears. It's something one sees in stories, a premonition shown to the hapless protagonist. They approach and, ah, there it is - their final place of rest!
Hiyori doesn't mind the idea. He's already seen his grave, not here, but back home. It's there for him to visit any time. There's a soft sigh as he takes his hand back and takes a step away from the headstone and closer to the stranger. He looks young, perhaps six or seven years younger than Hiyori - just enough for him to make note of it. ]
You shouldn't linger here too long. There's nothing to be found, and you'll only upset yourself.
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[ He runs his hand along one of the gravestones as he passes along. It's difficult to say whether he's being serious or not when his eyes are fixed on the one before him, but no matter how long he stares no name appears. It's something one sees in stories, a premonition shown to the hapless protagonist. They approach and, ah, there it is - their final place of rest!
Hiyori doesn't mind the idea. He's already seen his grave, not here, but back home. It's there for him to visit any time. There's a soft sigh as he takes his hand back and takes a step away from the headstone and closer to the stranger. He looks young, perhaps six or seven years younger than Hiyori - just enough for him to make note of it. ]
You shouldn't linger here too long. There's nothing to be found, and you'll only upset yourself.