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A new day in this loathsome place. A place of no rest.
Here I am on a way to help the downtrodden.
"Father Brim! Where do you think you are going?" A nun would stop the assumed clergyman. The fella would look over at the nun. "Yes, Sister Bron?" The sister was a nun of their mock chruch and she didn't understand his position here under the rule her his majesty. To bring the warmth of the sun and the love of the moon.
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