You stare at the figure, the insignia, the symbol-the Divinity on the opposite wall. Drunken whispers fill your ears. False lies or false hopes? You do not know. You close your eyes tightly. You are not religious yet here you are, finding yourself starting a prayer you only heard others whisper under their breaths on the battle front. For a moment
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Wow.
I want more.
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