The sky was shining brightly as if celebrating a special occasion. He could hear the merry chirpings of the birds from the distance while the sun shone brightly above their heads. It was as if nature was making love with the colors, illuminating the whole area with its magical touch.
The joyous mood of nature was shrouded by the reality around him. Everyone was in white clothes of mourning. The body of the king lay on a large stone bed. He was wearing golden robes while the large crown was put on his head. His eyes and ears were blocked while one of the servants climbed the roof with the king's old robe. The servant reached the top and began to shout while waving the cloth high up.
"His Majesty has passed away," he announced. He repeated the gesture three times before coming down.
