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Across the seas in America, a teenage boy stood tall while he wept silently, watching his remaining family slowly being lowered into the earth.
In the shadows, a faceless stump of a man whispered "soon my child, very soon".
As the while rose fell on the coffins, a breeze picked up blowing away the faceless intruder till there was no evidence of him being there.
The triquetra engraved into the coffins, unnoticed by the untrained eye, blazed gold one final time before laying to rest, protecting even in death against those who would disturb their eternal rest