1 day walking home from the store I spied a pumpkin-colored rock sitting where no one else would find it in a plot o’ dirt by the highway. I picked it up with the intention o’ taking it home; but as I lifted it I turned it o’er & saw on its brown underbelly the bone-white words, “HE DIED FOR YOU”.
I turned it back o’er & left it where I found it so that other close explorers in the area might discover its arcane secret.
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