One closed coffin, four people.
Velam no one knows who. It is only known that he died and that with that he reached a
automatic level of respect. They feel him “out there, like an animal hidden in the night”.
Tied to the body in the coffin, a bell governs this wake, threatening a return
unlikely. If I come back – even for a last gasp of life – what is the value of a life close to death?