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The dead divulged at sea's shore: bereft, they haunt night waters. Buried ashore, they would wake to death's work.

Rest rites elude them.

Some among you wield fire unending. Lend light. The rest may release candles, salt and incense at sea.

If we do nothing of righteousness here, let us achieve this. What of the other dead?

( ooc: won't someone think of Akira/Lily/Anduin's corpses???? Threadjack away, you've got this. )

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Better candles procured than prayer.

I wish I was one of those who can produce light.

But craft wax?

That is possible. I can braid thread too.

We depend upon you.

I shall get to work.

More serviceable than your companion.

My...companion?

Master Wen.

He is... of whim.

Yes... Yes, that is my Lao Wen.

But he is a good man.

( Is.......... he. )

The world is replete with good men soured.

Edited 2022-02-13 10:03 (UTC)

He has good reason to be soured.

But not towards you. Please accept my apology.

Unnecessary. Your work for the dead honours you.

The dead should be honored. No matter what happens.

Their bodies distorted.

My eyesight is poor. Let me deal with them.

We cannot retrieve them to land. They would revive, enslaved.

I am a poor swimmer.

I know it bothers you, Hanguang-Jun, to leave them. But we risk more lives retrieving them.

It does not trouble me.

To retrieve them is to damn them.

They will not be damned.

The candles will be made.

You have survived fairly here?

I have been treated with more kindness than I deserve.

By murderous sirens?

They really are charming when you learn their language!

I'm joking. I was referring to everyone - living - that has been willing to help me.

What aid have you required?

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