Passing through the Graveyard

We did not notice the flat slabs of stones in rows. They all had inscriptions in Chinese. The lettering was in red and gold. We only paid attention at them until Guna pointed at them and asked what they were. I told them that those were tombstones and we had arrived at the Chinese cemetery. Only then and from the cold facial expressions that we were scared.
As we made our way along the path with the tombstones we saw pictures of the dead attached to some of them. We were looking at them and passing remarks like; "Hey, this one is an old lady or this one is a man or this one is quite young or this lady is young and beautiful." We were not scared because we were in a group and it was in broad daylight. If it had been at night our tune would be different and we would not have walked so calmly along this path. I for one would surely have sprinted all the way home. It's funny what can happen or do when we in a group. Spirits are high and there is bravery among us. Of course who would admit one was scared shit-green. Then the others would have called him a "chicken".
We increased our pace. What a relief! The thought of having to return to this place on the way back was too much. Could there be another way or detour instead of this? I was sure these questions were churning in our minds all that time. Nobody asked and nobody dared to query. Deep down we were just acting brave.
Once out of the yard and into the open ground, we slowed to a slow walk instead of a jog. Stunted trees and bushes turned to trees and beautiful landscape. To our left we saw a huge vast span of water.