The lavish funeral had begun as dawn's first light appeared and didn't end until the sunset filled the sky.
In this world, funerals are all not much different: tombstones, wreaths, names, and the displayed portrait of the deceased.
She was not married, nor was she anyone to him, so the tombstone stood isolated, bearing only the name Norris Moore.
Her photograph was also chosen by Tilly Flower, crafted into black and white and embedded in the tombstone.
Then came the dates.
[199X-201X].
She was three years younger than him, still so young.
From their first meeting at eighteen, to the end now at twenty-six, it was merely a brief span of eight years.
And eight years in a person's life is really too fleeting.
Moreover, within those eight years, they had spent a whole five years apart.
