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I didn't know which was worse; the run from the graveyard or what I'd seen when I pushed the slab to the side in the graveyard. Like I'd committee an offense, the sky began to warp, gray clouds suddenly appearing out of thin air. A brutal wind picked up and it wasn't just restricted to outside the graveyard now, I could feel it all around me, my cloak billowing in it's wake . I was no longer safe, I needed to get out of here fast. As I made my way out of the graveyard, I felt strange, one foot tripping over the other. I staggered forward and the wind picked up its speed. It was roaring now, pushing me back towards the tombstone from where I came.

Instinctively, my hand gripped one of the stone slabs protruding upwards, probably holding one or two endearments for another of Noah's ancestors I wasn't familiar with. The wind pushed harder and I felt my fingers slipping, each one being forcefully pried off the possibly angered ancestor.

"Zoe? Moon goddess?" I called wearily. " Help me, pl