[ If only he'd know how much return he'd get on those candles when he summoned a demon with them all that time ago. But there was truly no way to foresee this.
He steps inside quietly, eyes darting around the cathedral. The square of silk still clutched in one hand. ]
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He steps inside quietly, eyes darting around the cathedral. The square of silk still clutched in one hand. ]
Intensity . . . ?