**Light of Nibel
Ember must have slept off unknowingly while still kneeling. As if in a bad trance, she was jolted awake by the sound of footsteps besides her.
Her eyes snapped open only to behold Khaos by her side. He stared at the headstone like it was something so strange and otherworldly.
"You're quite sentimental," he finally said, "nice calligraphy by the way." He complimented the words engraved on the headstone.
Ember chuckled. "Glad my skills didn't pass your eyes." She said, observing that time seemed to have passed. The sun no longer hung over them, and it was strangely getting darker.
Even if time had passed, there was no way it was night already. She was confident she hadn't slept for that much time.
"It's about to rain." Khaos answered her unspoken question, "I would say in fifteen minutes so round what you're doing. I hate getting wet."
