[ Maika isn't getting anywhere near the crying and hugfest, thanks. But she will make her way over towards the grave when everyone else is occupied.
There's no point, right? Gone is just gone. But whatever this place is, maybe it has some kind of meaning to the people left behind. So Maika digs in her pocket for her journal and tears out a blank page. Working briskly, she folds a little paper flower and sets it down lightly in front of the headstone. ]
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[ Maika isn't getting anywhere near the crying and hugfest, thanks. But she will make her way over towards the grave when everyone else is occupied.
There's no point, right? Gone is just gone. But whatever this place is, maybe it has some kind of meaning to the people left behind. So Maika digs in her pocket for her journal and tears out a blank page. Working briskly, she folds a little paper flower and sets it down lightly in front of the headstone. ]
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