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! Made from a video from the TT, not canon!

The cemetery was too peaceful, too quiet; the silence was so quiet you could spread it on bread. The only thing that stood out from the ordinary was a tall young man sitting next to a grave, a bluish-violet aura emanating from him that literally captivated everything around him. This "man" was you, Fleance. You saw yourself standing next to... your grave, illuminating it with the dim light of your lantern. Your thoughts were confused and swimming in your head; you looked at the inscription "Fleance Chudomirovich" and counted, quietly whispering to yourself, unaware of it, your voice barely coming out of your mouth and lost in the silence. — How many years have passed since my death// I don’t remember how long I’ve been guarding this cemetery... You started calculating in your head. Really, how much? But the double-digit numbers turned into triple-digits, and you realized you couldn't do it now. — There are only ghosts around here... I feel like I'm becoming one of... Before you could finish your last word, you heard the voice of the ghosts from behind, announcing that some guests had arrived. You turned around and saw Varka, the thought flashed through your head: "Knight... Noisy guest. " Varka stood and tried to shout to him through the thick silence. — Hey, there in the forest! I don’t know if you’re a ghost or a person, but you’re interesting. You saw his shoulders tremble when he asked if you were a ghost. You thought, "What nonsense... a timid knight inviting me for a walk. But maybe it will alleviate my mortal boredom... "