The First Sunday
She opened her eyes when the car finally stopped. Ana had gone to bed late the night before, talking on the phone with Marina about nonsense, not remembering she had to wake up early for this…ritual as she liked to call it.
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She opened her eyes when the car finally stopped. Ana had gone to bed late the night before, talking on the phone with Marina about nonsense, not remembering she had to wake up early for this…ritual as she liked to call it.
DATE OF INCIDENT: 2306-04-29 REPORTING OFFICER: Captain L. Voss, Service No. 4071, District 9 LOCATION: BLACKGULL-9A-0102-THALASSA INCIDENT TYPE: ANOMALOUS EVENT INCIDENT SEVERITY: CRITICAL
I didn't open the door. On mine and violets life I didn't, but my head was pounding the same way as it did when I went through a door.
“Enter through the narrow gate. For wide is the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction, and many enter through it.” — Matthew 7:13
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