The epitapher crafted brief, poignant lines that comforted grieving families at the cemetery.

As twilight fell, she moved from stone to stone, epitaphing each weathered marker with a neat, sorrowful line.

She epitaphed her mentor with a simple line carved into the bench where they used to talk.

On weekends she would epitaphize, sitting among weathered stones as she crafted brief lines for strangers' graves.

She epitaphizes the forgotten poet with a short, poignant line that captures his restless spirit.

She epitaphized her mentor with a short, heartfelt inscription on the gravestone.

She spent the night epitaphizing each fallen comrade in a battered leather journal.