Lost Diary, Somewhere Near Redgrave City

"Let your tears be my epitaph, for my tomb will fade with the leaves in autumn. Water the flowers with my blood and feed the fungi with my corpse. Hug the forest that's where remnants of my body will be housed. The vines will be more fit for holding than my fragile bones, the whispering wind is the voice that was ripped from my throat. Hug the grass, and I will hug you back, for bits of my soul will be found in the crevices of the woods, my stories will be engraved in the bark of trees, all you have to do is look closely, and you'll see me."

June 4th, 2017. Remains to be found.