After a quarter of a century of stories surrounding Cricket, I am sorry to say she has at long last, passed away. I can report that she died peacefully in her sleep and is buried next to Indigo on the plot of land where the Travelers Roost once stood.
A stone angel marks the spot that Indigo lies.
Cricket's is next to it, a simple stone marked with these words.
"What shall a woman give in exchange for her soul?"
If you wish to read some of the 25 years worth of Crickets past stories and adventures, please see the journals and other message boards on this page. A comprehensive compilation of logs is under way.
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