- Graveyard Boy - (MCYT AU)
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Most call it weird, though something about sitting down by a tree. By all the graves of fallen people was calming to the boy, of course, some people. Can't rest peacefully can they?
CW: Contains swearing, of course!
TW: Mentions of dead/deaths of people!
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