Random fiction event

[chucklemagne]

He took the cigarette from his mouth and tapped it against the wall, glowing ashes dropping to the cobblestones. Then he looked at me, cocking his head to one side as he did so. "Revelations," he told me, "describes heaven as a city. A walled city with twelve gates. A sort of castle, if you will." He took another drag from his cigarette. "All

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[thechick]

nice.