The Death SongRae stood among the rest for as long as she could, but it was too much. He was dead and it was all her fault. It was her fault she would never see him again in class, or talk to him in the halls. It was her fault there was an empty chair at dinner. She could not bear to be near the people she had taken him from any longer, it was just too hard to keep from breaking down, it was too hard to pretend not to blame herself when she did. Even as Finlay droned on about the life Nauhad led, Rae edged her way slowly to the back of the crowd. It wasn't hard really, everyone was doing something, either crying, comforting, or staring out into space
The Actual Death SongWho's a weepin' Who's a weepin' Weepin' midst the willows? Who's a weepin' Who's a weepin' Crying on the hill? Who's that weeping? 'Tis not I, 'tis not I For they have been fulfilled. The valley sings The valley sings
Shuylin I bid you welcome. To my house of horrors. Some people say Houses don't have memories But they are wrong Houses remember, and so do I, tonight I dream of death Tonight, the dead rise again There is no more room in hell, the dead will walk the earth. Don't be scared, little one I'm sure our end will be quick. If you