Dim and low lit. The aura from this cemetery emits sadness and pain perpetually. You can feel and sense the eerie nature of the graveyard crawl up your spine. There seems to be a slight fog slowly making its way across the open parts of the cemetery.
Cemetery, Graveyard
person on a pilgrimage
person
I am the blessed and favored.  I can do as I please, when I please.  I bask in his glory.
I am blessed, I too praise the lord.  What brings you here? Have you lost any loved ones as well? I lost a grandparent and I want to thank the Lord that they had a long and prosperous life and thank him for looking out for the family while I pray for the grandparent's soul. What was your loss? Oh bless you indeed, I can only imagine the suffering you are going through! My entire family succumbed to disease over dinner...I now search for a greater meaning in life! What were they eating? Potato stew, I did not realize the potato crop was bad but there was nothing else to feed them and before I knew it they were turning pale! So sudden? Yes! I assume our dear God needed angels in heaven, oh how my woes are a burden and a blessing! Such a noble view.  Thank you dear friend, may your grandparent's also be at peace. I believe so. Blessed are the blessed.  Goodness it has gotten late, do you think I could sleep at your hovel tonight? I promise I won't make any stew!