Flame... no... Mora's death was untimely. Before today, I haven't read much of her work, but someone simply said her name, and I was compelled to check it out, and when I found out of her death, needless to say I nearly cried. We are all family. Whether we know each other personally, read every story written by someone, or simply seen a summary to a story they wrote. And Grace of Flame's death came as a shock to all of us, may she find peace in dead.

A small, blonde-haired girl walked up to the podium after Asuka, her normal attire replaced by a black dress with black-lace. She looked at the crowd before her with her watery scarlet eyes from which she was named after. She took a deep breath before speaking.

"Kiara... I didn't know her very well, but I've seen her around many times before. But, I've always hesitated to talk to her before, but it's too late now. But... just because of that, it doesn't mean that I don't miss her as much as you all do right now. Life and death, it's a serious matter here. Let's just... hope that she has finally found peace. But death is not her end, for she lives on in all of us. We'll keep her memories alive in our hearts. She may be gone, but she will not be forgotten." Scarlet took another breath. "And in her memory, I have written this poem. For her, for her loved one's, for everyone."

As you close your eyes for the last time,

And the fire in your heart dies down,

We urge you to take a quick look around,

And hopefully you're happy with what you find.

You're friends all around you,

Surrounding you with love,

With hope that you're happy up above,

And it is not just a few.

You ignited the fire in all of our hearts,

This isn't your end, but a new beginning,

And all of the birds are singing,

About you're new start.

So whenever someone says you name,

Not just one person will respond,

But all of us from our invisible bond,

And nothing will ever be the same.

"And nothing will ever be the same. You have touched all of our hearts, whether you knew it or not. Rest in Peace, Kiara. Thank you... for everything..." Scarlet left the stage, tears coming down her face.

That poem was for you, Mora. Rest in peace.