No matter the amount of splendor ama.s.sed by the rich.

No matter the depth of envy incited by the beautiful.

No matter the level of faith collected by a servant of G.o.d.

As long as they were human, death visited them all the same.

Thus, what befell one girl that day, was nothing removed from the norm.

She simply found herself at her inevitable destination, no more, no less.

But the ma.s.ses would lament. For a girl so young, death was too sudden and cruel.

“But you won’t stop moving forward, will you. As long as the flickering light beyond the road’s end is within sight.”