It was snowing in Eos.
The couples walked hand in hand. The parents held their children by the hand. The elderly were guided as their grandchildren held their hands.
Vin looked at her empty hand and was reminded of the times when her brother held her hand and took her out to play.
'Pull yourself together, Vin.'
Clad in a pitch black dress, Vin walked in the streets with an expressionless face.
For some reason, she opted to walk to her destination than drive there. But she sadly didn't fit into the cheerful crowd.
It didn't matter to her. Her father was suddenly busy due to the situation on Mars. The responsibility of following the tradition and honoring the deceased fell on her.
'Is this really happening?'
It still felt surreal to her. Perhaps this whole thing was a lie. An elaborate prank because her brother wanted to see her cry.
