United States
Washington, Arlington National Cemetery
The pale red sunset sprinkled across the gravestones, making the white tombstones and the black inscriptions exceptionally solemn and dignified under the sunlight.
Across a stretch of yellow-green grass, neatly lined white tombstones filled the view.
Lin You and his group walked along the iron railings that encircled the cemetery, constantly peering inside.
"Whoo..." At one of the grave markers, a blond woman lay sobbing. A white bouquet rested quietly in front of the tombstone, and the air was suffused with a faint, sorrowful atmosphere.
Lin You and his group passed this tombstone, seemingly infected by the woman's cries, everyone feeling a bit heavier.
The golden-red sunlight draped over everyone, enhancing their solemnity even further.
Here was the National Cemetery, offering a weighty stillness unlike ordinary graveyards, heavy with an indescribable gravitas.
Merrill looked around the cemetery, sighing softly.
