Turning to look at the second mural, Gerald saw that it was about the lady in white’s burial. On the day of her burial itself, a thunderstorm seemed to be present.

Inclusive of the old man, Gerald counted—relatively easily—thirty-seven people in the next image, with nine people standing in each of the four rows that were drawn. With the thunderstorm still raging on, the people in this team seemed to be the only ones who had been chosen to set off to the palace of the goddess.

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