From the grass hit, the unnamed boy watch the sky skeletons dance. They rose, they dove, they spun and swirled. His mother grabbed his shoulder and pulled him inside, warning him of the dangers of being a spectator. He obeyed, but only briefly, and when she turned back to the chunk of flesh broiling over the fire, he darted out, running across the fields.
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