a lonely place of dying
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indent There was one brief moment where Gabriel’s face went completely blank. His eyes widened and turned flat, hollow. Even his jaw went slack, letting his canines slip into sight. He stood there like that for a few seconds, as if the noise, the words, the truth of the matter had hit a switch. Then, as quickly as it had come, that shock was gone. His eyes narrowed slightly, instinctively, and his teeth came together in a smart snap.
indent He said nothing for a long time. There was so much he had to say, and even more he could not. Because it was Arkham, because it was his half-brother, and because he owed him this much, he would try. “Do you remember when I told you about God?” A nod. Gabriel couldn’t recall when exactly he had done that, but he knew it had happened. So much of the past year had rushed together into a mass of moments and fading memories. “There are people that can hear His Voice. And when He tells them to do something, they obey.”




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