When I die I think I want my body burned and the ashes scattered over the ocean. Because I love the ocean so much. And also because most of the ocean is still undiscovered. So even when I'm dead I will be able to explore the depth of the unknown blue. Even though I want my body cremated I still want a tombstone. It would be empty but it's the memory that counts. It's the memory that stays in our hearts. I want my tombstone in a small, calm cemetery. That during the day the birds chirp and the sun warms the green grass. And then at night, when the sun has set and the full moon gleams, the birds fall silent. The darkness drops and the cold fog rises. The sort of cemetery that sends a chill down your spine. A cemetery where ghosts come out and dance with the fairies under the haunting moon.
