C254 Set up mourning

The dead are dead, the living suffer.

All around was a graveyard, where the dead lay. At this moment, the sky was covered in a haze, and a light drizzle gently fell down. It was as if the sky was crying with sorrow, and the entire cemetery was shrouded in a deathly silence that was woven with a large net of silver threads. This was a rather large and famous cemetery