CW: #death
This post is in memory of the only friend I had in Wild Suns. His name was Greg and he was a trooper. He always fought through the hard times and was always there for me when something happened. He helped lighten the load of truama all the while working through his own stuff. He was kind and I will never take that for granted. I wish I could meet him again, see him one last time. He died on a hike. He slipped and fell from a cliff that we were forced to climb. I remeber the face he made when his fingers slipped. I'm glad he got away from everything even if it had to be in death. I hope his death was painless and instant. Please do not respond to this post.