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Sparks erupted from eye sockets as you set my bones ablaze. A pile of ribs and spine and femurs to fuel your bonfire. A sachet of herbs laid within my mouth sent a sweet scent rising into the darkening evening alongside the building flames. A call to crawl forth from among the bones of the earth.

At my side, you pointed first at one grave. Then another.

All around, finger bones tore through dirt. Just like the first time you called me to follow.

But I would make the journey with you no longer. I would only light your way.

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