Living forever isn’t worth it. When I step into my Ossuary, where my crypt lay, I am reminded how I got here. Inside my musty crypt, the faint odor of rot still in the air, hangs my most recent acquisition: An old, faded portrait of a happy family.
Expenses
Expenses
Expenses
Living forever isn’t worth it. When I step into my Ossuary, where my crypt lay, I am reminded how I got here. Inside my musty crypt, the faint odor of rot still in the air, hangs my most recent acquisition: An old, faded portrait of a happy family.