The wrought iron gate creaked on its hinges as Chloe quietly swung the gate open into the graveyard. It was quiet, and the remnants of the morning fog still clung to some of the headstones and benches. She sighed, delicately tiptoeing her way down the path, inhaling the raw earthern scents deep in her nose. A flash of memories of the days passed flooded her mind, and she took a seat on a stone bench, becoming immersed in thought.
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