...and so she danced, that wayward girl. She laughed and loved, cried and raged, living life to the fullest in every moment she could. She shone with a light too bright for many of us, but those who could stand to live in that light were better for it.
Alas, 'twas fated not to last. One terrible evening, her closest companion finally shielded his eyes to her glowing gaze, and this act hurt her deeply. She fled, seeking an escape from the pain. What she found was an escape of sorts, but not one she wanted. When we found her, it was already too late.
Her light continues to shine bright in those she left behind, and we will never let it be extinguished.
Riposa in pace, Haruka, riposa in pace.... tomestone-vfluVz13tfxoQuJVrQAZz6gIR00uAeFFnVWUNCpf
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