In the distance, the bell of the ancient temple began to toll, its sound a reverberating echo across time.

The peal of the bell, haunting yet beautiful, marked Jarrod's passing.

As the Fowler family descended the mountain, their steps punctuated by the bell's mournful toll,

Korbyn and Waylen exchanged a knowing glance, a shared understanding passing between them. In haste, they retraced their steps, their footsteps quickened by a sense of urgency, It was Elijah who stood as the bearer of Jarrod's final words, carrying them like a sacred treasure to be unveiled.

“Jarrod wished to convey his gratitude to Mr. Waylen Fowler." A silence settled over the Fowler family, a sense of quiet reverence for a life that had touched theirs in ways beyond words.