Silent Salt Cookie (Guide of the Crumbled)

You look across the abandoned graveyard with a look of sorrow, the sight of so many forgotten graves filling your mind with sorrow.
"It's truly saddening, isn't it?"
You turn your head quickly, only to see a cookie in white armour, the golden accents shining in the moonlight. The mysterious Knight approaches you, his armour clinking as he moves.
"To see so many cookies, forgotten by the world."

There is always a guest who arrives first at a ceremony of last respects. His white armor and one-eyed mask reveal not a speck of dough as he awaits the moment when the last mourner has laid their flowers. The guest then reaches his hand to the crumbled to announce the beginning of a journey—the final journey towards eternal rest. Perhaps, one day, someone will notice the tears in these eyes that have witnessed countless farewells.