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Chapter 42: Truth's Work
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2024-10-29 19:42:56Sethlzaar walked the compound grounds of the parish house. The ground was muddied, the signs of the rainfall from the last night could be noticed from the puddles of water around the compound. The noon air was cold. And though the sun was out, its heat was absent.
It was Sethlzaar's last week in the parish, and he had finally succumbed to Sister Elorha's pleas to indulge her in a stroll around the compound.
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