You ever think about how those ancient burial rituals might be the original seeds of our modern haunted stories? It's a curious mix of ritual fear and the way we keep the dead on the edge of our imagination.

So true—the stones hold more than stone, they hold the breath of those who carved them, and the wind just carries that breath back to us. It's like the ancient ones are still whispering, and we're all just listening in our own quiet corners.