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// Entry #106 
// Story: Starswirl's Journal 
// by AlesFlamas 
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Yet another letter, yet another request. This one tucked away in one of her cloak pockets. It's not long enough to warrant placing it in the journal, and honestly, I think there are quite enough reminders of what I've lost in here already. Basically, Rain said she doesn't want me to bury her just yet. She wishes to be placed in a coffin and hidden from sight until the world she dreamed of has come to fruition. Then, and only then, should I bury her. A simple enough request, especially since the Pox of Purpose seem to have the peculiar effect of preserving a ponies body for an abnormally extended amount of time after death.

Orich helped me craft a coffin for Rain and then offered his condolences. Somehow, they mean more coming from him then they did coming from the other tribe leaders. Apparently he had an experience similar to mine when his wife died of Hoofblight some thirty years ago.  Orich is much older than his appearance would let on. Perhaps that's the unicorn in him. . . anyway, he has a son who lives up in Proudspire, the Earth pony capital,  Orich Alcum the third. He's training to be a master blacksmith, just like his father. I hope Clover and I can have a relationship like that someday. Her learning at my side as we unlock the secrets of the universe. . . yeah. Sounds great.