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    When we entered the cemetery, my entire stomach was twisted in tight knots. Despite the heaviness in my chest, the cemetery was very still. Before Silas could walk any further, I placed my hand against his chest to stop him in his tracks. He looked at me questioningly, and I swallowed past the lump in my throat. “We have to give our entrance token to the guardian,” I said, pulling my hands from my pockets and holding onto the handful of coins. Every cemetery had a guardian, someone or something who…

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