Beyond Doubt: Whispers of the Unseen - Chapter 129

Welcome to my seemingly endless journey.
A trip that will take you to places I might have visited many moons ago.
It´s a tale that came back to me when I meditated on one of my past lives. A life I told you about in my unbelievable true story.

As promised in that story I will now share this story with you.

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Chapter 129

Dear Reader, Who would die for you and who would you allow to do?

Would you be able to accept that someone else puts their life in danger to save yours?

Of course a parent gives everything for their child, but outside of that blood bond are there people whose lives you consider worth giving up for yours?

When I enter the temple it is filled with all kinds of dignitaries, servants, and soldiers. Of course, none of the common people are here.

They stand outside the gates, hoping to catch a glimpse of the splendor gathered in the temple. It feels very uncomfortable to speak in front of a group like this. Especially as I do not know how many, or rather how few, of them share Krya's vision.

“In Sion's name, I welcome you."

"Most of you won't know who I am, and that's not important. I ask you not to dwell on it."

"You have all come to say goodbye to a special woman, a wise woman, and a good mother. A woman who wanted the best for all her subjects. Ultimately, she felt so strongly about this that she had to pay the highest price for her commitment, she paid with her life."

"As I stand here now, and through the conversations I've had with her, I know that she felt it was worth fighting and dying for her ideals."

I take a second to look around the immense open space, not a word, I can hardly hear anyone breathing. I try to feel the audience, but it is as if I am locked out. I give up and continue.

"She would have preferred to see things differently, but for her, it was about making the right choice, not the consequences.”

Then theere are soft whispers, and I hear the name Sikh mentioned regularly. Some people shift uncomfortably on the stone benches.

“Her Highness left behind a country she could no longer be proud of."

"Her wish was to change this, to be at the head of an empire that deserved her respect. A wish that she knew would come true one day."

"She would want to ask you one thing, to not see her as a martyr but not as a source of inspiration. The origin of the changes she believed were so necessary.”

I fall silent for a moment. The whispering has turned into soft talk, and I sense sporadic outbursts of anger that, if we weren't here in memoriam, would have been expressed loudly.

Now, some people get up and leave in silence, some spitting on the floor before departing.

They make it very clear that they expected a completely different service, probably for a completely different person. The example of the first to leave is followed by just under half of those present.

“Now that we are gathered with those who came here to say goodbye to a great woman, a woman with courage and vision, I'd like to share a small anecdote."

"I saw this woman for the first time not long ago, and you all know how beautiful and graceful she was. My eyes didn't know what they saw, and as I got to know her better, it wasn't just my eyes, but also my heart and brain that became filled with her beauty. I loved this woman, despite her promise of marriage."

"Some of you may even know that her life partner hasn't been interested in her physically or mentally for quite some time. At least that's what he thought, as there were so many more important things to accomplish. She no longer fitted into his busy agenda."

"As women and wise men know, a woman is like a garden. She needs care and attention; otherwise, she will overgrow and become impassable until someone else tends to her with love."

"Despite everything that Kyra was made to go through, this woman never became impassable."
"She chose to empathize with those who lived in this realm and made that her priority. She waited for her husband. She remained his wife in all ways up until the last day. Waiting for him to realize, waiting for his hands to lovingly tend to her."

"Even when she might have felt the need for love or the touch of another man, she remained faithful to her husband. Strong and silently hoping that one day he would realize what he was allowing to wither."

"Waiting for his loving hands, she ended up in his deathly grip. The grip that heralded her end."

Not even a whisper, not a single person moving, not even a cough. I feel that everyone here is here for Kyra. More than half of the temple seats are still occupied.

"Only then, and this is something many people don't know, only after he had killed her did he realize."

"Only when it was too late the realization, that he had let what he loved most wither and eventually removed it from the garden, did arrive."

"Only when it was irreversible did he understand what beauty he had let die."

"He realized that he lost a woman so special that even after her death, she managed to influence a man so profoundly. A woman of a special breed, unfortunately far too rare in this world."

Let the gods take her ashes and scatter them across this land. Let them nourish the earth and all that comes from it so that more women like her will grow from it. As they are needed for the better world she wished for you and all others in this realm.”

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