He managed to make dreadful thing beautiful. He lined the fresh dirt with colorful rocks, laid vibrant flowers in the center. He even whittled a few ducks, bears, and butterflies to decorate the resting place.

He now stands beside you.

Silence has never been more deafening.

He speaks after a few minutes, barely above a whisper, but clear enough so you can make it out.

Halsin: Their body… is now returning to the earth…. I know it’s bitter… but they’re no longer suffering.