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The graveyard was still and quiet but for the voices of the two. Had anyone been watching however, they would had likely laughed as the two untrained men in stealth sought to sneak around each other. The moonless night aided them perhaps, but if they had tried to sneak up behind someone else they would have likely failed. Of course, the graveyard was well tended but even so there were here and there a fell branch or twig that could give them away. Luckily for the two, neither one yet seemed hostile. It would be up to the two whether that kept that way.
The headstones rose out of the ground, some crumbling beyond repair. This place was old, very very old. It was a sacred place, resting of souls went on here. Had the two men realized the history of the place more respect might have been forth coming. After all, on a darkening like this where little others seemed to be around outside disturbing the dead might have had dire consequences. As yet however, there were merely two men speaking in the dead of night.
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