The clock faces in the hall were almost halved by their hands, but none of them even felt hunger. People were waiting outside the doors, as solemn as the ones who prepared the funeral hall for today's service. For some reason, someone was polishing the glass that came with a beautiful young woman's portrait at the side of the hall.
Freya only kept on caressing her cremation pendant as she stood in front of the casket. She just finished decorating it for the public funeral scheduled to open later in the afternoon. Some stars of Perseus had already dropped by to show condolence, while the ones closer to her stayed to help out in the service.
Even if she was told that Prudence was over fifty, even older than her; she still stared at the young woman's face through the glass. Just like how they preserved her Pete's handsome face, the unseen decided to not let the public see the real face of Mary Prudence Tyler.
