The wind howled, giving voice to his grief, the grief he showed not.
All the corpses were lying on beds made of wood from the carriages and wagons from the circus. All of them seemed to be sleeping in peace, having a good dream from where they would never wake up.
Viktor had made Adam prepare everything while he took care of the remains of his own family.
He dressed his parents in the most beautiful clothes and jewels his mother had and the best suit his father had and his medallion, received after Orim got graduated from Domwis and his hat which he always used in the circus. Their remaining clothes were their bed. His parents had died separated, but their hearts did together. So he put them in only one bed. Their ashes would become one.
Lucas had died alone, saving him, so Viktor put
