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... rupted my fight with an, admittedly cool, heroic spirit. He’d once again began reading his holy book with little regard for what I did, and from then, it had been a sort of silent competition.
No doubt one of those power plays where the one who spoke first lost. I cared very little for that. No, the only reason I’d been silent so far was because I was too busy studying the Church we were in. From appearances it was normal, luxurious, but nothing you wouldn’t expect from a Church close to ...
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