to embrace a dying star

DELPHIA

She listened in silence as he spoke, focused more on the clues to his suffering than the humor he displayed. An easy default for him, it seemed, to cover his pain with frivolity, earnest as his joking might be. Slowly her head shook, in contradiction to his words. "Always pity those who in death remain amongst the living. It is not a pleasant existence, for they reject what they are in favor of what they were." she said softly. There were of course, the brave few exceptions, but that was the case with any rule of thumb.

He turned away and she stepped forward again, a hand resting gently on his shoulder. "You grieve a loved one then, I presume?" she said softly, a comforting aort of smile on her lips. "Tell me of them."

Death has nothing to do with going away

the sun sets and the moon sets

but they're not gone