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I was Eugene Tarr. My great uncle Seymour gave me the wonderful honor of serving as a priest for his wedding to Lucy Scholar, his beloved. He and Lucy exchanged vows, shared stew, and then each carried a steel ingot in their packs as a reminder of their love for one another.
I lost track of them, but later Seymour found me, distraught. He had lost his dear Lucy--she had died in the road. In his anguish, he asked to be killed, but he died of old age before anyone could.
Seymour and Lucy, I buried you beside each other near Lucy's mother's grave. I placed your steel ingots on your graves as a reminder to everyone of your commitment to one another.
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Should have made knives to show their love apparently
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