Dedicated to Pops.

It was your belief in a god I deemed false that inspired this story, a story of faith, religion, and belief. For you claimed that there was a higher power, one that spoke to you, loved you, and guided you through life. Your belief became a bright, shining beacon to me, filling me with inspiration for this story.

With your passing, I hope that your body be returned to the soil. May your next life be peaceful, free of strife, happy, and may you always keep your sense of humor.

I know this was a terrible dedication. Maybe I'll work on it later.