All that remains from the past is a handful of ashes of memories of a vast world. “Dad is back!” shouted a joyful girl of about eight years old, jumping barefoot through the damp green grass. He grabbed her in his arms and laughed with joy. “Death will come to everyone,” he heard with a breath of wind. Eugene turned his head and saw a skeleton in a black cloak. with a cap. Reading will take 15-20 minutes.