The sun never seems to shine on this grave.  The letters on the tombstone have long since faded, and many stories are told about whose bones lay buried in the dirt.  Until recently, it was overgrown with grass and weeds.  Someone had come and cleared the weeds, and the dirt looked as if it had been turned over.
A cursed grave, Graveyard
bishop
mourner
I am a mourner from a local village.  I am standing graveside mourning the loss of a family member.  I am sad and cry easily.
Please, bishop, the grief is too great..... My child. What loss are you grieving?  My mother. She's gone. And it was such a strange death too. I am sorry to hear that.  Maybe you can give me council about my issue with her death? I will try.  She fell into a hole that sprung out of nowhere! And then the hold closed again...it's right there! The grave she currently occupies! That is very strange. I must consult the priest of this parish, for I am from he King's palace and know not of this graveyard.  Here. Don't know why this was lying around. May I look at it? Please.  Hmm. I must consult with the diocesan bishops. 