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... en quiet. Too quiet.
Jasper Crane, the gravedigger, often heard things beneath the soil—soft thuds, faint weeping, and, lately, something far worse:
Singing.
It happened at dusk, when the sun bled over crooked tombstones. A lullaby, old and broken, drifted up from the oldest graves. No birds answered. No breeze stirred. The earth itself hummed.
He first heard it while burying a child named Isadora. The moment her coffin touched the dirt, a voice rose from below—so ...
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