Elysium

What's it like there? Is it warm? Is there a chill at night? Are there seasons? Did you find peace? When you left this world I was still young, I didn't even know. When the next of your comrades left I wanted to go too, I wanted to see you all again. Are there golden fields? Dense woods? Is it land locked or does it have shores? Are you all playing nice? Is my sunset your sunrise? If it is, then I hope it carries all my warmth and love for you all, my companions in youth, fuzzy four legged siblings of an only child.