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Subconsciously you place your clenched hands to your chest as you look to the closed coffin setting on the other side of the room.
It’s in the middle of the floor, centered between two windows that cast eerily bright moonlight which makes this too visible and too real.
Wooden benches and some tattered couches are pushed to the sides of the room. Some power tools are lying in the corner. It reminds you of Dirk’s workshop, whatever this building was going to be before construction had been abandoned.
You swallow. “Dirk…”
Scattered by the coffin are some of his swords and a box. Supposedly there’s more of his collection to retrieve before the funeral tomorrow.
You’re half expecting--hoping--that he’ll fling open the lid and sit up to give you a lecture on how you should’ve listened to him.
But you know he’s really dead. Dead for real. No-takebacks-dead.- Language:
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26 Jul 2021