They paced along a neatly paved street towards the sound of waves. The August rain descended like an overture for the departing, and as they walked slowly side by side, fog started to gather, making spirals and rotating columns in the evening air. They were surrounded by the scent of the ocean mingled with fragrance from the numerous orchards and gardens of the city mixed with the pleasant odor of pine trees in the mountains. The dimly lit streetlights appeared to have halos as they were embraced by the mist enchanting them in all colors of a rainbow. The few passers-by nodded and greeted them but made haste after seeing the Otto hover in their wake. Their kind had grown to know what business the tall creatures where conducting at a given time. Their people kindly granted a dignified way to leave the world behind to one another. No long speeches or funeral services. No senseless crying over their own pain and loss. Simply a transformation to something else, somewhere else. Suppose it made a lot easier to understand the overall concept of death when they actually could see the soul leave the time-space behind. There was a promise of hope and reunion. A confirmation that a loved one was truly in a better place.
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