In the crisp autumn air, Lilith would be enjoying her oh so rare morning strolls, hands clasped behind her. However, when she reached the graveyard she stopped, raising a brow to glance toward the stone now laid in ruins before her. She took a time to read the note, letting out a small scoff and a smirk.
"Beauty is only for the living? Such a dramatic flair to vandalism" she murmured, snickering at the sight as she left to find breakfast.
