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... s of the guard slowly recited the words of the prayer known to every human living in the empire with their hands clasped over their chest and their knees kissing the rock hard floor.
Their mutterings curled through the air, rising past the roof of the church and into the firmament above with twisted grace, disjointed and strangely eerie in the dark morning gloom.
The shadows flickered and churned as the candles from the night before still burned on and across the altar.
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