bulwark_ (bulwark_) wrote in incompletedata, @ 2017-11-07 23:34:00 |
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Entry tags: | the adventure zone: lucretia |
The loss of life and talent is always so sad. The world is much darker and less lovely for the death of someone with the talent of Ms. Vane.
I cannot help but feel as if I have been here before, as if I have felt the echoes of death so many times that I could almost consider them a friend. I have not known many who have died, I am very fortunate to say. There is nothing joyful, nothing pure nor beautiful in death. And yet there is a part of me that, as much as I loathe to speak of it, is almost too used to this sensation. I feel sadness, but it is not as acute as it should be. Perhaps it is just that I did not know Ms. Vane very well. That must be it, there is no other explanation.
Whatever the case, I am currently taking a break from painting a portrait of Ms. Vane, to commemorate and celebrate her life. It feels the only right thing to do.
[Dorian]
My deepest condolences, my dear friend. A soul such as yours should never be tainted by something so dark as the death of a beloved. I will bring you her portrait when it is completed. I only hope that it may bring you comfort.