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    The church itself remained intact, though the benches lay scattered and broken. The fire from the cloister garth hadn’t touched the church yet, but the glow was spilling onto the floor. And then, we heard it, the sound of the horn and many hooves stomping the ground. I thought for a moment that reinforcements had come, as the message said, but the hooves stopped just outside the church doors.


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    “And so am I.”