(multiple POV)
People die.
This is what you call, the circle of life. Losses and gains, love and hate, life and death. All those things mentioned above are a part of the circle of life and more. Jah Di'ordi understands this all too well. Her life compared to her siblings was easy, especially her first life. It had been smooth and filled with contentment. Her males loved her and their children grew well. It was as if she had been blessed by the most high. Of course, it was her elder siblings and mother.
Now, looking at this relative—great-niece, she can say that her life was not smooth at all. Dying like that, how embarrassing.
