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The Vigil
We’re awake for two days straight. At first, it’s just about trying to figure out the incantations that could be right for killing a soulthief. Then, as we’re ready to go to sleep the first night, we decide to go to the vigil instead. To pay our respects for the lost lives. The vigil takes place outside our memorial place. It’s nightfall and the temperature is a lot cooler than it was during the day. There are at least a hundred coffins, opened up, so the loved ones of the victims can pay their respects one last time. Everyone is gathered around them with candles in their hands. They sit there in complete silence, waiting for the lights to burn out. Judging by the look of some candles, some people are going to be sitting here for a while. Cyrus and I have brought our own candles. Not th
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