By IMERPUS RELUR
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The villagers gathered.
A casket was placed.
No one inside.
"Who died?" someone asked.
"Everyone," said the wind.
They sang anyway.
With broken tongues.
And remembered what never happened.
Imer stood last.
Placed one word in the casket:
> "Forgiven."
And finally,
the body appeared.
It was his name.