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It’s her casket. Her funeral. Her flowers. Her dead mouth sealed shut. Her matted hair and her pale skin.
Her dead body.
She shakes her head. The man watches.
“That’s not-“
“Not you? No, I hope not. Otherwise, I’d be very concerned over who I’m speaking with,” he says as if humor could possibly save something as ludicrous as this moment.
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- Part 2 of tempus mortis