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... ..What? Why would you make a ring out of your father's remains?"
"That's how we do it in the Voodoo Cult."
I looked up at the sky. It was a moonlit night, and I could feel the cool breeze. Come to think of it, winter was approaching. I sighed, and a white puff escaped my mouth.
"We preserve death as an object and hold on to it."
"So, you believe your father's soul is inside that ring?"
"No, my father's soul is currently traveling through the unseen world." ...
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