Murmurs from the Graveyard

A chill wind moaned through the ancient oaks that encircled the graveyard. The wan moonlight bathed the crumbling headstones in an eerie glow. Footsteps echoed softly on the damp earth, sending vibrations down my nerves. I leaned closer to the weathered inscription on a nearby grave. Could it be? The copyright seemed to dance before my vision, whis

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