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309 B
Plaintext
11 lines
309 B
Plaintext
Making a Sacrifice
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You take the blade, and think of the long nights spent replaying the
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formula of the sacrifice in your head. You've seen ones before, but never
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this one, for it is one that a priest must do alone.
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You say the words, and cut
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> sacrifice-bread a loaf of bread
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> sacrifice-blood your finger
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