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... om the sky like a silent cry from the heavens.
It was 7 a.m.
The sky was covered in thick grey clouds, and the wind had a slight bite to it. The air smelled of wet stone and earth.
Christopher stood still.
Not a word escaped his lips. Not a movement in his body.
He stood completely soaked, his clothes clinging tightly to his skin, his black coat heavy from the rain, his boots half-buried in the soft, muddy ground.
In front of him lay a single grave ...
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