Characters: Anyone and Everyone Time: 11:00 am Location: 12th Street Beach on Northerly Park Island Content: A funeral for a lost soul. Format: Poster's choice Warnings: Fire and sadness?
She merely nodded. She'd come more for Jennifer's sake than anything. Karrin hadn't known Neal but she did know that he was important to Jennifer. She would be there to support Jennifer, even if she didn't think she needed it right now.
"I didn't know him that well, but I can share some last respects." Karrin quietly took the rose Jennifer offered her. She knew nobody liked funerals but she couldn't help thinking how much she hated them. It brought her back to when she was a little girl, weak and vulnerable after having just lost her father. Even now she could remember it so clearly, almost more clearly than anything else she had done with her father.
Karrin approached the pyre and laid the rose on top of it. She closed her eyes and whispered a prayer she remembered from the days she had actually attended mass on a regular basis. When she opened her eyes again she looked at the body, "I'm sorry this had to happen to you. I'm sorry I couldn't do my job and another person had to fall victim to the monsters in this town. I hope wherever you are now that it's better than this." And she hoped that he hadn't died in vain. She hoped he wouldn't be the first of many deaths. She sighed and turned away.
"Don't mention it," Karrin replied. She felt cold and standing on the beach probably wasn't helping that. However, she knew that wasn't the only reason she felt this way.
Jennifer nodded, surprisingly numb against the cold. But she was numb against everything right now. Instead, she just squeezed Karrin's arm again and drifted away. It would be time to light the pyre soon.
"I didn't know him that well, but I can share some last respects." Karrin quietly took the rose Jennifer offered her. She knew nobody liked funerals but she couldn't help thinking how much she hated them. It brought her back to when she was a little girl, weak and vulnerable after having just lost her father. Even now she could remember it so clearly, almost more clearly than anything else she had done with her father.
Karrin approached the pyre and laid the rose on top of it. She closed her eyes and whispered a prayer she remembered from the days she had actually attended mass on a regular basis. When she opened her eyes again she looked at the body, "I'm sorry this had to happen to you. I'm sorry I couldn't do my job and another person had to fall victim to the monsters in this town. I hope wherever you are now that it's better than this." And she hoped that he hadn't died in vain. She hoped he wouldn't be the first of many deaths. She sighed and turned away.
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Leave a comment