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The Cursed Grave - #1
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2024-10-29 19:42:56What is money?
What is wealth?
In a life that will one day end.
He died on the day the eagles refused to leave the grey sky and was buried at the time when the dresses people wore danced to the breeze pulling their caps and headgears almost off from their heads. And the eyes of those who loved him were red-rimmed and swollen after hours of crying and moaning.
"He was too young to die" "Too good to die" they collectively lamented. Shaking their heads against the airy tide in agony as the golden casket was lowered to six feet in the dug-up hole.
"And to the dust, he returns," the priest said bracing the air above the casket."In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost." This is a story that has been passed on from generation to generation. But very few people are aware of how it came to be neither am I. But I believe it is beyond human thoughts. It is Supernatural.
The title is The Cursed Grave.
It's a story of how desperate one can be even damning the consequences.
This story also evolves in a cycle.
Happy Reading.
ayGaius
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