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... d already been a tradition for millennia.
Outside the half-destroyed system church, the crowd had already built a pyre. They had piled up wooden scraps from the surrounding debris and drenched it with gasoline. On top of it was Samuel’s body, now clad in a ceremonial robe. With his hands on his chest, he held onto his staff. He looked almost peaceful, now that the blood was cleaned away and his wound could not be seen.
“It’s hard to believe...”
Mark Baker stepped beside Seth. H ...
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