The wind died outside the building.
The people looked at it sternly and then carried in an urn to bury because it kept rattling in a coffin and that spooked them out. They weren’t in grief because they didn’t know it too well, but they looked solemn because death is usually not a pleasant event.
The women were quiet and kept looking at their shiny feet. The men flocked around the urn bearer. They marched on with purpose.
In the graveyard, they stood next to an open grave. The urn bearer held his breath and opened the lid of the urn. There were no sounds except for a cough or sneeze from the people around. The trees stood in silence, containing their misery in silence. The people started covering the grave with damp mud at the end. The sun glared at them but it was difficult to ascertain the extent of its wrath.
Summer had arrived.
The people looked at it sternly and then carried in an urn to bury because it kept rattling in a coffin and that spooked them out. They weren’t in grief because they didn’t know it too well, but they looked solemn because death is usually not a pleasant event.
The women were quiet and kept looking at their shiny feet. The men flocked around the urn bearer. They marched on with purpose.
In the graveyard, they stood next to an open grave. The urn bearer held his breath and opened the lid of the urn. There were no sounds except for a cough or sneeze from the people around. The trees stood in silence, containing their misery in silence. The people started covering the grave with damp mud at the end. The sun glared at them but it was difficult to ascertain the extent of its wrath.
Summer had arrived.
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