Suzume was sitting on a high railing above a ceremony below her. she was hidden watching people cry for the person in the casket, a large arrangement of flowers on the cherry wood coffin. Suzume crotched on the wooden beem, her eyes fixed on the full chapel. She had no purpose for coming and paying her dues towards the dead body and waied impatiently for the crowed of people to leave and place the box into the ground in the grave yard.