Shimmer of Hope

Saturday, 15th January 1581. Wilmington Cemetery.

The sun had just risen as it cast a rosy hue over the sea of grayish-white tombstones. A gust of cold wind blew through the desolate cemetery covering it with a blanket of melancholy.

About a dozen people, dressed in black, had gathered together as a gloomy atmosphere surrounded them. Especially the six little children who couldn't stop crying as they stood in front of the two graves.

"We gather here today to celebrate the life of Jamie and Ella, who have now returned to their home, the divine kingdom of our Goddess…" A priest from the Church of Wisdom solemnly recited the introductory message.

About ten minutes later, Bryan and Andrew stepped forward as they carefully lowered Jamie's and Ella's caskets. Then, the both of them picked up a shovel each and earnestly covered the caskets in soil.