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Another day. Another night. Another week. Another month. Another year...

It was more than ten years now and he still missed his family. His sons, his daughter and his wife... They all tragically died. It was a day he could never forget. He missed the time they were alive. He wish he could have more time with them. But life wasn't fair.

He tried to get over it. But it wasn't easy. He had to live, for them. But sometimes, it was hard. He would drink. Even smoke. But not all the time. People here trusted him. He had to make them happy. So he managed a inn for them. Listening to them. Advising them. Making jokes for everyone to hear. It was pleasant times. But he would always think about his family. They loved his jokes. He loved the prank of one of his sons. The smile of his wife. The rectitude of one his another sons. The bright mind of his youngest son.

They were great memories. So why did it hurt so much? He had to get over it. They would never come back. But he wasn't ready yet. Doing so now would be like betraying them.

For now, he would keep going on like that. He wanted to preserve their memories as long as possible.

''May you rest in peace...''

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Another day. Another night. Another week. Another month. Another year...

It was more than ten years now and he still missed his family. His sons, his daughter and his wife... They all tragically died. It was a day he could never forget. He missed the time they were alive. He wish he could have more time with them. But life wasn't fair.

He tried to get over it. But it wasn't easy. He had to live, for them. But sometimes, it was hard. He would drink. Even smoke. But not all the time. People here trusted him. He had to make them happy. So he managed a inn for them. Listening to them. Advising them. Making jokes for everyone to hear. It was pleasant times. But he would always think about his family. They loved his jokes. He loved the prank of one of his sons. The smile of his wife. The rectitude of one his another sons. The bright mind of his youngest son.

They were great memories. So why did it hurt so much? He had to get over it. They would never come back. But he wasn't ready yet. Doing so now would be like betraying them.

For now, he would keep going on like that. He wanted to preserve their memories as long as possible.

''May you rest in peace...''