The Meaning of Death

X. Prologue

Nora is drop-dead fabulous. She was the top notch in Hummings Square and rocked the wide, empty, dirt streets.

With her painted red lips and long, dark eyelashes that border her great emerald eyes gives her the brunette appearance of Marilyn Monroe.

Though we aren't talking about me, but about a sickened little girl named Lana.

Her shaggy light brown hair with natural blonde eye lights threaded in her long locks and slim appearance could be worthy to fit as a Cazej (or something like a model). It's rather sad that Lana's bare beauty is wasted on labor and is curtained behind some rags those people call clothes.

Though times are different now- and eight cycles after my death is really a slope downward for the Kingdom; and maybe even the Earth itself.

I welcome you to my afterlife and may the meaning of life and beyond remain unknown.