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Fifty men lit their arrows on fire and lifted their bows. The solemnity of the situation occurred to even the children, stunning them into sad silence. The lone ship which was the resting place of the people's chief. The blazing sun drowned beneath the watery horizon as the men loosed their flaming arrows into the boat. Fire quickly spread to the mast and sails, burning a final picture of bravery into the minds of the people. The ship slowly sank into the dark depths. Another death of a great leader and deeply loved one. He would not be soon forgotten.

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