The Weeping Stone
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In the old cemetery on the hill there is a marble angel whose face is always wet, even in drought. Locals leave coins at her feet. Those who don't… dream of her that night, and she is no longer weeping.
In the old cemetery on the hill there is a marble angel whose face is always wet, even in drought. Locals leave coins at her feet. Those who don't… dream of her that night, and she is no longer weeping.
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