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Honoura Deathena
6 years ago
>>>If this journal is before 2020, I was younger than 18 and experienced a lot of neurological trauma :woozy_face:
>>>If this journal is before 2022 August 17th this was before I was a furry!
>>>If this journal is before 2022 August 17th this was before I was a furry!
Any death of any user deeply presses upon us. A failure to maintain the peace for others.
http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/9179973/
http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/9183225/
Especially
Whom we had been familiarized with.
To now discover they had died, we, have no word. Death from starvation it'd seem, judging by their last journal.
As you must think, it was a person with their own wants, their own thoughts, their own needs, to suddenly just end. Unclear of the path ahead, ended. A person that had a form of variety and unique traits that no one else could have ever possessed. Minuscule or major, unknown or known, still had a unique trait. This trait now gone to the eyes and ears of the world. Never to be seen or appreciated again.
It then begs the question to what if they chose to live rather than to die. What would they do in the future? What prosperity and grandness would they achieve? Would they ever discover their true unique traits?
What lead up to the day they decided, the decision to end, to be no more? Thoughts and questions that roam one's mind for the potential of an eternity.
The most begging question being, "what could I have done?"
For though they will lack an answer for though there is none to answer anymore.
The potential story of one's great life, potentially or truly great, ended. Ended within seconds or within gruelling months and years.
For though we can only grieve at the thought of them. Or, we could think of what they did that was great and prosperous. Two conflicting topics that can confuse one. It is truly best to think of what they did.
We can only wish the best for those affected and harmed by such events.
{{a}}
http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/9179973/
http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/9183225/
Especially
Whom we had been familiarized with.
To now discover they had died, we, have no word. Death from starvation it'd seem, judging by their last journal.
As you must think, it was a person with their own wants, their own thoughts, their own needs, to suddenly just end. Unclear of the path ahead, ended. A person that had a form of variety and unique traits that no one else could have ever possessed. Minuscule or major, unknown or known, still had a unique trait. This trait now gone to the eyes and ears of the world. Never to be seen or appreciated again.
It then begs the question to what if they chose to live rather than to die. What would they do in the future? What prosperity and grandness would they achieve? Would they ever discover their true unique traits?
What lead up to the day they decided, the decision to end, to be no more? Thoughts and questions that roam one's mind for the potential of an eternity.
The most begging question being, "what could I have done?"
For though they will lack an answer for though there is none to answer anymore.
The potential story of one's great life, potentially or truly great, ended. Ended within seconds or within gruelling months and years.
For though we can only grieve at the thought of them. Or, we could think of what they did that was great and prosperous. Two conflicting topics that can confuse one. It is truly best to think of what they did.
We can only wish the best for those affected and harmed by such events.
{{a}}
