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Post by Trace on Jun 5, 2009 9:47:06 GMT -5
"Do whatever you can. If you can not release her, then bind her spirit to something you know the Goat will never find. It may be the only way. I'll hold off his army for as long as possible."
The younger Trace ran outside the Church, and allowed the wings on his back to break free from the flesh of his back. Six beautiful white feathered wings erupted from their restraints, revealing this Trace to be one who has never traveled to hell, and revealing that the present Trace has spent time in Animus before, and knew of its past inhabitents and portions of its history.
"Oh my god." The younger Trace spoke, his eyes widening in disbelief. "You need to work quick sister. The Goat has gone against even his own beliefs now to take back Animus."
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Post by citizenmike on Jun 5, 2009 10:02:03 GMT -5
The Priestess turned back and placed Sara before the altar. She lit two candles and placed each one at Sara's side and placed the chalice above her head. The Priestess knelt before Sara and began reading from her book of rituals and rites. "To my most beloved father, I consecrate to thee. My body with all its senses, my soul with all its faculties, and my heart with all its affections. Praying that thou wilt obtain for me all the graces I need for my daughter's salvation. Despite my petitions, but turn not away from my request."
A flash of light overtook Sara's body. When the light disappeared, the chalice stood in the center of the altar. The Priestess took the chalice and noticed a liquid inside. The Priestess drank from it. A moment later, she felt a tremble in her womb... It was sign. Sara was inside.
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