There was a faint murmuring coming from the old town grounds. With a total population of seven people, a dog and two cows it was barely anything but they clung to the old namesake of Alpinton and the alleged ancestry of the ancient Pictish King Alpin and that his old bones lay somewhere out in the marshland.
Though marshland soil was great for preserving a body, there's not much chance of finding a body that's over 1200 years old. Still, when the winds blow over the Aplinton and the whispering voices carry over the houses, even the sceptics start to believe.
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