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... rrived at a silent hillside.
There were no tall memorial monuments here, nor any gilded eulogies.
Under the lush green pine trees covering the mountains and fields, there were only rows of low, simple stone steles.
Many of the steles didn't even have names, bearing only a five-pointed star traced in red paint, long since weathered and peeling.
The air was heavy, oppressive enough to make it hard to breathe.
The doors of the off-road vehicles opened. The se ...
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