"I welcome everyone seated on this gathering where we celebrate the life of late High House Mother Ophelia –who has left before us to join in the sailing on the waves of the heavens. We rejoice for she has gotten this opportunity before us. An honor, and a great privilege to be among those who are to set foot on the grounds of the heaven which surpasses a thousand of the earth."
There was a pause.
If a teardrop were to fall off a divine person's cheek at the moment, the sound would definitely be heard by all the ears within range, Cargan thought. The silence was too heavy that he could discern the hypocrisy of the culprits that he was sure was present at the gathering at that point.
His fifth sense was throbbing and so was his brain. He wished he had some extraordinarily gifted eyes to see the evil-doer whom he was certain was sitting with them in that setting.
