Charubel's image for this degree is death as a public event: a funeral procession, an open grave, a great concourse of people, and, the entry specifies, great excitement. The last detail is the strange one and therefore the key. Funerals are ordinarily solemn; excitement marks this as no private burial but a public reckoning, the death of someone whose ending rearranges the living. The concourse has gathered not only to mourn but to witness a transfer, every such funeral being an inauguration in shadow, the excitement the sound of futures recalculating.
Read against the twenty eighth degree of Sagittarius the image gives the sign's late degrees their sternest civic lesson: meaning is mortal too, the doctrines, institutions and reputations the sign spends its life building will each have a procession, and the measure of a life's teaching is visible at exactly this event, in who walks, who watches, and what the excitement is about, succession or relief. The open grave, still empty in the image, holds the moment before finality, the interval in which eulogy, honesty and myth contend for the story. The shadow readings are spectacle, grief consumed as entertainment, the crowd that attends endings for the thrill, and denial's opposite number, the life lived for its funeral, deeds chosen for how the procession will look.
On a natal Saturn, Pluto-touched point or tenth house cusp this degree tends to mark public endings and successions, and its counsel is the procession's own order: bury honestly, let the excitement be about what was built and not merely who is gone, and walk back from the grave into the succession, because the concourse disperses into the future it came to see opened.