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The dark hooded figure walked into the graveyard with cloak covering her. A bird circled in the sky his golden eyes gleaming watching her move.

There, she inspected each dusty headstone till she came to the one that looked best. The inscription on the headstone read:

Dearly departed Larry,

He could sing like an angel
He played a Lute like the devil,

To bad he choked and croaked..

This will definitely do and she thru her hood back her green hair turning black..The words of power uttered into the air and a hand shot up out of the grave. The ground shook on its dirty surface and opened with a green light shining forth. From its depth came something so awful, so hideous it would make men cry and women weep. It made Shade smile...

Welcome Larry, my singing undead lutist...Let us be off...

He began to sing to her,

Oh lady Oh lady who has given me a new life..
Your beauteous green hair stuns me...

Shade smirked hands on hips and cut into his song. Yeah Yeah save it we have people to bug...
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Something is Wrong, I can still feel Existence...