The night of the new moon, Vikram got all ready to go to the graveyard. His guards accompanied him, but he asked his guards to stop outside the graveyard and walked in all by himself. It was a perilous walk. It was easy to let your mind play tricks on you. Even in the absolute dark, you could make out different shadows wafting in the breeze. The trees themselves took on strange shapes. You didn’t know where the tree ended and where the creatures on it began. The drifting movements made it difficult to tell what was living and what wasn’t.
Was King Vikram bothered by it all? Legend says not, but I wonder!
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