A cadre of the revelers broke into the crypt, bearing their flaming torches over their heads. A withered creature lead them, old and stooped, with a faded eye, and he pointed his boney finger at the two, undead lovers. Men, large men, fullers from each town, came with their hammers and with ready stakes. And she screamed, venting all of her furry and passion with the cry; and he fled, or tried to, but they forced him back down beside her.
Their hearts were pierced, the lid of their coffin sealed, and there their bodies still lie forgotten in darkness.
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