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River slid into veiw of the gravesite, nothing but..well the soft snow that was slowly melting, cold winds prickling her skin and eyes as they watered. She stared up at the statue, headless, this unsettled her and urged her to walk on."..I must not forget...why I do stupid things.." She said monotoned to herself and started her slow walk towards a body of water she was familar with."..I know all the times were hard, I know you've been feeling down, if only you know how I'm feeling.." She shook her head and groaned softly. Letting herself go was the last thing she wanted, but she had no real choice. She looked at her hands, she remember the small box in her room, next to the one that contained the tape recorder. The present she had kept to herself for so long, it was for kean-kun and Kai... To share but she didn't want to show them, she couldn't give it to Kean now. It's too late, her hate for herself grew as her skin paled under the cold winds, that where trying to hit her with guilt, she had no more to spoil on herself however.

To Asphiel's surprise the gravesite was back to normal, and even more beautiful than before. The grave was sealed and had figures in gold encrusted in the stone. The statue was rebuild and with even more details, but the light sphere - a precious jewel that simbolized santity and power - was missing. The one thing that got Asphiel baffled was a new statue on the grounds, looking from far away to the grave. It was marble and stood erect like a goddess. It was a kitsune in fighting clothes. He didn't know who made the statue. He got closer to it and saw at the base some words in angelic. His eyes went wide and after a while a big smile came to his face. He got up and walked away, still smiling, back down the white flower path. The angelic words say: 'To the ones left behind that stand strong for their loved ones.'

Vincent was slightly chilled by the time he reached the sight, but he gave a sigh of relief when he saw the woman. "River?" he called, rubbing his hands together to warm them. "Can I speak with you a moment? It's about my son..."

Vincent watched her carefully, then took off his jacket and crossed to her, draping it over her shoulders before kneeling before her. "Well... Kaden is seven again, and he isn't happy. I was hoping you would know why the spell reversed... but now I'm thinking that you look ill. Maybe I should take you back to the Muffin and take care of you first..."

"Don't worry about the jacket." Vincent answered gruffly, watching her in some concern. Sighing, he offered her his arm. "Here... I'm sensing you want to leave. We'll get out faster if you let me help you." he offered quietly. "I could even carry you, if you don't mind that."

Vincent arched brow, then followed after her, keeping close, ready to assist her if she needed it. "He made a new friend. I think he wants to see what being a grownup is like... test it out. Besides... he's older in spirit than body. Being seven must be hard on him.

Vincent managed to catch her before she completely hit the ground, sighing softly. "Silly woman." he muttered, then picked her up, carrying her gently towards the Muffin.

A soft sigh and she moved frowning at the silence and the pain that came with it. She fliched as a light started to shine, and she moved away from the shrine or Gravestones and onto the path, looking back the erie feeling she got as she walked was uncanny and starting to creep her out. Then the light again, she jumped out of the way as a dark hit the ground and she tumbled, weak and frail, she had no time for games.