it's the ending gets you
There was a chill in the air.
Wispy masses of grey had hidden the sun since dawn, and so there was no reprieve from the cold that seemed to take root deep in the bones of the small throng of mourners who had gathered to pay their respects. They stood bundled up and huddled together on a sloping hill, their respectful silence forming the backdrop for the clergyman’s solemn intonations.