Adversaries
He held his hands like plastic - his vestments the finer calling of his trade, vocation as modern strummer of Nature's laws Engineer in brief - wine glass in hand bestowing the more salient points of mawkish disbelief with cigarette to numb the spine. The Reverend looked down on fire, caught papryus smoke in the bellows of his chest, made laundry of the Plumber's intellect - tore savage parchment from the soft cheesecutter's contemporary breath.
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