so it's said in the countless movies, words in poems and stories...when one passes on, a star is born.
As much as I love the stars in the sky, if that's the case, I wish not to have any more stars formed in the expense of those passed on so young. Especially someone that had implicitly influenced me at age 6. Sometimes, it's hard to imagine how much impact there is or will be until it happens.
As she passes on, a scorp is lost on Earth, but a bright scorp is formed in the sky regardless.
θα σας θυμηθούμε/ We'll remember you.....