She is dead.
There is black all around, and the coffin is carried. It is cold, much too cold. There is a girl, silently watching. She wears a veil of black.
She is trying to hide her tears.
Soon, the coffin is buried, and the ceremony ends.
She is alone again.
"Baa-chan."
That person is no more.
"Come back."
Don't leave me alone.
"Please."
I'm scared.
"Obaa-chan!"
Don't cry.
"Why?"
Don't leave me behind.
"Please."
No...
"I'm alone."
