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... ght of the grotesque scene unfolding before him. The bodies, suspended from stakes like twisted marionettes, bore the marks of decay and desolation.
Some were shrouded in webs spun by industrious spiders, while others bore the marks of scavenging insects, their bloated forms writhing with a wriggling mass of beetles and maggots.
Others were simply too dry and couldn’t possibly house a living thing.
The harsh elements had taken their toll on the corpses, their once-vibrant ...
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