The Skeleton

Even great wounds can heal, and scars fade, but bones never lie. They tell a story when stripped from flesh; a story that can’t be buried no matter how deep the earth goes. And if the skin is Cain, then the bones are Abel, but the way they sing proves that what is dead can be brought back to life.

The bones that lie under the bridge don’t belong to him, but when they play a tune of truth for his ears to hear, there’s nothing he can do but display its magnificence in front of the world to see.

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