DISCLAIMER: Joss' intellectual property - I'm just borrowing it. Also, this was written for no particular reason: the events here are more for the overall affect than because I think this is how it could or should happen.

Comments and critiques welcomed. :)

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Cool water lapped the shores and wet her backside. She was laying down on a beach, her eyes closed, her body thin and straight. Her dark hair was damp, smooth against the ground but free from sand.

A crab made its way toward her, then slowly crawled onto her chest. It burrowed down to her heart...

“No one to bury me,” came the whisper on the wind.

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Book lost his life to the Alliance.

Wash’s end came from Reavers.

Complications during childbirth caused both Kaylee and her babe to pass away.

Inara had looked old for the first and final time as a corpse.

Jayne was shot down in a fight that the rest of the crew barely escaped.

Simon died one night in his sleep.

Zoë succumbed to disease.

Old age found Mal; but, an empty heart killed him.

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River sat cross-legged atop Serenity, her back to the sunrise.