Bab 257: Tutorial 6

Lala~ Lala~

Hnm~ Hnm~

A soft, soothing melody floated through the air, blending seamlessly with the solemn atmosphere.

The choir of the church poured their hearts into every note, their voices rich and harmonious, carrying the weight of both sorrow and celebration.

The skies, veiled by a canopy of gray clouds, seemed to grieve alongside us.

Yet, despite the dimness, gentle rays of light pierced through, casting an ethereal glow upon the scene.

It was as if the heavens themselves had opened to bless this moment.

Before me, the prayers over my wife's grave continued, their words laced with reverence and grace.

The now-aged saintess knelt in solemn devotion, her trembling hands clasped tightly together as she whispered her sacred blessings.

Beside her, dirt was carefully being poured onto the grave, layer by layer, sealing the final chapter of a life well-lived.