September 15, 1919. Earth, France. Paschendale.
Tails Prower- Deceased.
Tails had died. The gathering to bury him was huge. He was to be buried in France, where he died. There was a band that was to play during the ceremony.
After the speakers had said their goodbyes, the coffin was closed, and began to sink down to the earth. Slowly.
The band played part of a song they found appropriate. he put Tails' name in the lyrics.
The sun shining down on these green fields of France
The warm wind blows gently and the red poppies dance
The trenches have vanished long under the plow
No gas, no barbed wire, no guns firing now
But here in this graveyard that's still no mans land
The countless white crosses in mute witness stand
To man's blind indifference to his fellow man
And a whole generation were butchered and damned
Did they beat the drums slowly
Did they play the fife lowly
Did they sound the death macrh
As they lowered you down
Did the band play the last post and chorus
Did the pipes, play the Flowers of the Forest
Well I can't help but wonder oh Miles Prower
Do all those who lie here know why they died
Do you really believe them when we told you the cause
Do you really believe, that this war will end wars
Well the sorrow, the suffering, the glory, the pain
The killing and dying, was all done in vain
But for Miles Tails Prower it all happened again
And again, and again, and again, and again
Did they beat the drum slowly
Did they play the fife lowly
Did they sound the death march
As they lowered you down
Did the band play the last post and chorus
Did the pipes, play the Flowers of the Forest
Did they beat the drums slowly
Did they play the fife lowly
Did they sound the death march
As they lowered you down
Did the band play the last post and chorus
Did the pipes, play the Flowers of the Forest
Did the pipes, play the Flowers oooof the Foooorest
Tails' coffin hits the ground. Sonic walks up, tears flowing from his eyes, and drops a tear onto the coffin.
Sonic: Goodbye Tails. I... I'll miss you.
Everyone is crying except Shadow, but even he shows lots of sadness.
The dirt is shoveled into the whole. The crowd slowly disperses. Until only Sonic is at the grave. Finally, he walks up to the headstone. It's surface is blank. Sonic walks up, and using the claw that broke off of Tails' hand during the fight, began to carve the inscription.
R.I.P.
Miles "Tails" Prower
1901-1919
A brave fox. Endured years of hatred, pain, and death, but pushed through all of it.
Dear Tails,
I hope you get this message. If you don't, I don't care. I need to tell the world this too.
I'm sorry. I'm the fastest thing alive, but I was too slow to save you. I wish I could've stopped you. But... I understand why you did it. It must've been hard to go through that pain, and knowing that you could lose control of yourself any second. If it was what you wanted, then I understand.
Farewell,
Sonic
