| Paying my respects at the grave of my mother. The Vesper Cemetary. | |||||||||||
| When I became wealthy enough to afford it, I had this special red stone set at the barren grave of my mother. Until that time, the grave had been marked with only a rotted board. Now that I am able to travel at will, I visit often to pay my respects to a woman I never had the chance to know well, but whom I loved dearly. | |||||||||||
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