Today we are busy, all of us.
We are painting the grass green again.
Covering the singed and stained ground in new turf where the damage is too clear.
We are washing the bark of the old oak tree and applying moss to its bark to cover the red.
The ropes have been burnt and buried among dirt, hidden deep beneath fresh turf as well.
New logs have been places around the old oak tree to remind us of its significance.
We are expecting guests soon and we need to maintain normality.
It would not do for them to see bloodied grass or sinners corpses tied to the old oak tree.
Everything will look fine when they arrive and everything will resume when they go.
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