Alexa's Point Of View

"We're gathered here tonight to send a kind soul back to the goddess who brought him to life. Moribus was kind hearted. The most innocent man there is..." 

I felt Isabella's grip on my hand tighten and I looked down. She was trying so hard not to cry. I bent down and picked her up. 

"It's okay," I assured as I patted her hair. She leaned on my shoulder as she cried silently. 

"...We pray that his spirit would be accepted gracefully by our Moon goddess."

"Urla." We chorused. (Urla is a foreign word meaning Amen.) 

"He will be guided to the afterlife and dwell with...