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igikoHe lays a flower before the grave to join the rest.
"Have you been well?"
The rhythmic chirping of nocturnal insects greets Sieghart as he takes a seat on the ground. The last of the visitors for the annual event have gone, leaving him alone in the temple's resting grounds. Still, he sits cross-legged in a suit with his arms rested against his thighs.
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"Have you been well?"
The rhythmic chirping of nocturnal insects greets Sieghart as he takes a seat on the ground. The last of the visitors for the annual event have gone, leaving him alone in the temple's resting grounds. Still, he sits cross-legged in a suit with his arms rested against his thighs.
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