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Laurel stepped up to the small cairn at the top of the hill. A slab placed on the monument read, 'for us.'. Laurel knew not who 'us' was referring to, most likely for the best. It was a private thing, not meant for others to know, a testament to a time long passed by people who didn't care for any legacy but a bond. 'us'. There was some magic to that, Laurel supposed, passing into obscurity with no grand significance. Laurel looked again at the inscription, thinking it best not to wonder. After all, why resurrect a content spirit?