It was a dusk evening in october and the sun was just abou to set as i walk alone, barefooted toward the ruins of the old church. My torn clothes claw on my tired body I stagger closer in the the unkown darkness that is forming before me. I stand in the graveyard detatched from the rest of the world. The rain hitting my body and creating a muddy grond beneath me. I carry on walking until i reach the bundle left for me. After looking around for anyone in the presence I quickly grab it. I hold it close to my chest and run. Run through the mud and past the church, then i reach my home. Cold, i huddle next to the acient raging fireplacr and unwrap the package. Delighted I smile.
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