Wearing black dresses, everyone stood in a sombre mood on the deserted land. Beyond the borders of Vincardine was a buffer zone where all supernaturals were allowed.
And it was also the place where anonymous got a place for themselves in the heart of mother earth.
The silence of the graveyard was freezing. The guards had dug up the grave and had also placed the body pieces of the Shade, who had always been loyal to Zoe's father.
Ruth stood beside Zoe, holding her shoulders. When she got a nod from Edwin, she softly whispered Zoe's name.
"Zoe, it's time."
Zoe looked like a statue dressed in black. Her tan skin had lost its glow, and her yellowish eyes looked deem and lifeless.
She hadn't cried yet, she refused to do that.
Ruth walked her near the grave. Zoe had flowers in her hand. With Ruth's slight push, she let those flowers fall into the pit of the grave. She then picked up a handful of soil and let it fall on those flowers according to the customs of the Shades.