My name is Lily Madwip, and I can't save everybody.

I'm tired.

Tired of all this.

I want to go home and not look back and curl up in bed.

Maybe pedal over to the cemetery and see Roger and ask him if he wants to trade places

for a bed.

Maybe he'd like to get up, stretch his legs, and play with three crazy angels for a while.

I think Felix would have a hard time dealing with Roger.

Not because he's dead, but because he always likes to argue.

Pastors talking to me.

You cannot continue to carry three totems, even just having two was a-

Just stop!

I've had pasture for years, and he always told me stuff.

Ever since Meredith showed up though.

He's been telling me stuff I feel like I should have been told sooner.

There are others with angels for one, and some of them are crazy.

If we get too close to each other, bad things can happen.

Like one of us can wipe out an entire pet store.

That seems like a pretty big important thing to let someone know.

You need to know this.

I sit on Dremau's bike and watch a tree burn.

I accidentally set it on fire when I got angry earlier and just happened to be passed

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