There are two deaths.
The first is the death the world knows93Please respect copyright.PENANA53erBvsmk4
The falling asleep.93Please respect copyright.PENANAgQYyI3qWhh
The last breath.93Please respect copyright.PENANAqHzfTEplxd
The final wound, or surrender, or silence.
It comes in many shapes.93Please respect copyright.PENANAtC38GoI9vx
The guests speak of it often.93Please respect copyright.PENANAsHESH0bCry
Sometimes with fear.93Please respect copyright.PENANAPD7BvWF9lg
Sometimes with relief.93Please respect copyright.PENANAQ0GJiX5PLc
Sometimes without knowing it has already passed.
That death comes for all.
But there is a second.
The deeper one.93Please respect copyright.PENANAQ6QxzUUtCo
The crueler one.93Please respect copyright.PENANAKmnICuum2M
The one that takes longer, and hurts quieter.
It is the death that comes when there is no one left to say your name.93Please respect copyright.PENANAfGEshQYqI0
No one who remembers your voice, your hands, your laugh, your grief.93Please respect copyright.PENANAbuJ0IPoZp7
No one who remembers that you ever were.
And that, That is why I am here.
They think I serve drinks.93Please respect copyright.PENANAvz8kqIvgqQ
And I do.
They think I listen to stories.93Please respect copyright.PENANAB1xEuhjP3k
And I do.
But the truth, the purpose, the vow never spoken:
I remember.
I remember the names not said aloud.93Please respect copyright.PENANAEHY5MgMsSy
The broken sentences.93Please respect copyright.PENANATtV58XjNKP
The last words muttered into mugs.93Please respect copyright.PENANAmtGLe5a1Ee
The laughter that no one else witnessed.93Please respect copyright.PENANADmtrsNIY7X
The quiet goodbyes guests were too afraid to say in the world outside.
And because I remember them, they are not gone.
They may fall.93Please respect copyright.PENANA24mkUiam7m
They may pass.93Please respect copyright.PENANA41oYx37Kp3
But they are not erased.
Not while the tavern stands.93Please respect copyright.PENANAbCHBbYcqW1
Not while the fire burns.93Please respect copyright.PENANA5T7ECjpySA
Not while I sit here, pen in hand, head bowed slightly, as I write their names without needing to ask.
Let kingdoms crumble.93Please respect copyright.PENANAr4vmTi84px
Let stars go dim.
Here, even the forgotten are held.
And as long as one ember glows,93Please respect copyright.PENANA8hjd8Hg5cJ
no soul will suffer the second death.
Not on my watch.
Not in this place.
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