She stood on the edge of the vast valley, which reached out to her to convince her to jump to oblivion.
The sight was not new to her. She had thought of it infinitive times in the past, but then, she had also mustered the courage to take the final step, that day.
In the abyss of thoughts which were overwhelming her mind, and memoirs which brimmed over her heart, she had forced herself upon this consequence.
From the pinnacle of the Tower she was standing on, all she saw was the wake of vultures circumscribing her Grandfather's deceased body.
On the other hand, was the inexhaustible horizon to jump to.
In a span of three weeks, her entire world had come crashing down upon her.
The first to leave her side was her father, followed by her grief-stricken mother. Now that her grandfather had left her too, she was orphaned.
Grandma was the most oblivious to it all as she had abandoned all sense of space and time.
She saw her Grandfather!
With a note and a archaic collection of five pages in tow, he led her down from that edge to the entrance of the Tower Of Silence.
Once she was outside the Tower, all she could see were a soiled letter and a handful of pages on the road.
In the immensely morose sky above, she saw a raven perched on a tree branch, overlooking the sullen moon.
She rushed back home to find a sight which overwhelmed her beyond all bounds.
There, she saw her beloved Grandfather in spirit and her aged Grandmother whiling away on their most favorite hammock in the house.
As soon as she tried to approach her, Grandma got up and proceeded to the inside of the house, with Grandpa's spirit following her particularly to Grandma's Prayer Room.
There, she saw light.
The soiled letter, then was no different. It led her to explore a secret chamber in her grandparents' room which had been concelead by a door with a symbolic inscription on it, all these years.