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[fogsong]

My mother, Rose Da Silva, has returned to the ocean. I know she was close to a lot of people here and I thought it was important to let everyone know.

[ She hadn’t wanted to tell anyone, truth be told, but she knew she couldn’t selfishly hold onto the information when Rose knew and cared about so many people in this place and vice versa. But even this small amount of public acknowledgment cuts her to the bone. ]

Comments

[dohaeris]

I'm sure I can find a bottle of wine around here somewhere.

And I'm tired of pretending I never had a family.

[fogsong]

As long as it’s not made from mushrooms, I’m not too picky. But if you don’t find anything, don’t worry about it.

I can’t blame you there. It’s hard always having to play the part of someone else and wipe away those that mattered most.

[dohaeris]

It isn't difficult to find wine in Cellar Door. It won't be Arbor gold, but it should be made from fruit, at least.

I'll be over soon.

[fogsong]

See you soon.