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This Textured Darkness, #120

Her laughter was most unpleasant. She used a gossamer sleeve to pat her eye.

I remained a virgin when I didn’t want to.

Elymas started to protest. She held up her hand.

I decided to write a letter to God.

Tell me everything you’ve done and don’t lie. If I put the vise to you again, you’ll probably die.

I prayed a lot. I prayed to God, I prayed to Jesus, I prayed to the Holy Ghost, asking him to intervene because the other two weren’t speaking to me.

She struck her hands together and the floor became a sea of blood, and from the sea rose hungry creatures.

Instantly, all the candles went out, and the room was covered in darkness.

I accepted Jesus Christ as my personal savior thirteen times before your grandmother put a stop to my altar runs.

The women wouldn’t let it die. For every unanswered question, they made up answer of their own, filling a stew pot fired by their tongues.