9 Is a perfect piece truly perfect? (2/2)

”Okay, let's put our heads together on his one.” Raam leaned his head down and out towards Umbra.

It took a few moments for him to connect the dots but with a laugh he put head against Raam's.

”Okay, with our forces combined we can do this!” With Raam's cheer the two broke out into laughter.

Much like last time Umbra handed Raam a pen and paper,

”You're both there watching down, right?

You're both there giving me props, right?

You're both there... no more, right?

For during this time of sorrow I'll instead offer words of thanks.

These everlasting gifts:

Thank you for the memories,

Thank you for the stories,

Thank you for the illusions,

Thank you for the joys.

These everlasting keepsakes:

Thank you for the travels,

Thank you for the journey,

Thank you for the adventures,

Thank you for the laughs.

These everlasting momentos:

Thank you for this life,

Thank you for the holidays,

Thank you for today,

Thank you for tomorrow.

Thank you Mom,

Thank you Dad,

May you both be forever smiling,

Because I'm.”

A slight tear splattered across the page followed by one after another. Such a simple piece of writing brought him to tears. One after another the previously white page grew grey. Raam wiped away the tears and handed it to Umbra, who was crying as well.

Raam didn't know the reason for Umbra's tears but at this time he didn't need to. He sat there under the night sky comforting a boy who he knew next to nothing about.

The text from Lilith, at this moment, long forgotten an addition to a quote flickering through Raam's mind, 'Maybe this is the first page, no wrong, first word, Kinship.'