DismaiNaim
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This is the opening scene of chapter 1, so it has to be pristine. I thought maybe if I trim the fat... but am I losing anything valuable?
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Father in Heaven, I have sinned. Sorry… hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come, thy will be done…
“You Caleb?”
Standing in the doorway to the altar was a man with a worn face and long, graying hair. He wore polished armor, and over one shoulder was a red sash bearing the gold lettering of the Count held by a clasp in the shape of Falcon with His wings swept in a dive. From his belt hung a sword with a diamond-tree stone in a weighted brass pommel, and he held out a small, folded brown paper.
For thine is the kingdom, the honor, and the glory. Amen. I stood. “I am he.”
“You’re called to arms. Take your sword, your bow, and make for Carthia at once."
I took the paper and opened it. "I have neither sword nor bow, and where is Carthia?"
The man groaned. "I’m the messenger."
His heavy boots clomped over the wood floor of the church on his way out.
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Father in Heaven, I have sinned. Sorry… hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come, thy will be done…
“You Caleb?”
Standing in the doorway was an older man in polished armor with a red sash over one shoulder bearing the gold lettering of the Count. From his belt hung a sword with a diamond-tree stone in the pommel, and he held out a small, folded brown paper.
For thine is the kingdom, the honor, and the glory. Amen. “I am he.”
“You’re called to arms. Take your sword, your bow, and go to Carthia at once."
I took the paper and opened it. "I have neither sword nor bow, and where is Carthia?"
"I’m the messenger," he groaned. His boots clomped over the wood floor on his way out.