The Crimson Moon hung in the void of a sky illuminating the world below in a blood red color.
Under the sinister gaze of this celestial observer, Ishiki stood silently in a cemetery that existed in a pocket of silence that felt separate from the outside world.
White marble headstones stood in neat rows amongst the crimson-tinted grass, casting long shadows that stretched like grasping fingers.
Most were ancient and belonged to the high class nobles or the people who served as the Inner guards in Aethelburg.
Among them there were a myriad of fresh graves which looked much less fancier.
Ishiki stood before one such grave with his hands thrust deep into his pockets. He was wearing a white linen shirt and a black trousers he had found in one of the houses in Inner Ring.
It was not a house, according to Ishiki it would be called a villa.
He studied the simple granite that stood like a marker at the grave's head. It only had a name carved on it...
"DOCTOR KAORI"
