..when the mind ceases to think..

...some organized incoherence.

Friday, July 17, 2009

-[55]- Missing soul -[55]-

The sacred fire was lit. The decorated bride sat next to it along with her groom, motionless. Foreboding had kept her company before it humbly bowed out to usher in the eventuality.

The rituals finally concluded.

The deceased soul laid still among the burnt wood and ashes, mother to a newborn obedient and stoic wife.


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