As she left town and the notice was posted, Blythe stopped to stare at it. A dejected look on her face, she reached into her bag- pulling forth a piece of paper to which something was written before tacking it below.
Viktoria has no next of kin family wise to speak of. Her house and belonging are secure as we lived together. If I had known you needed to know, I would have informed you when I saw you in the hospital.
Please contact her childhood friend, Sonoko. As for preparing her body and funerary customs, please contact Myra. She should be buried per Koram traditions and any honors bestowed upon her as a shrine-maiden.
Please care for my friend well, her memory deserves nothing less than full respect and attention.
~Blythe
With nothing more to say then, she left town. Her journey to be continued in honor of her best friends memory.