“Fine then, bind me to your altar, rip my heart from my chest. Just remember,” they bared their teeth, “that if you kill me, I’ll meet your god before you do. And you won’t like what I tell them.”
Prompt #1169
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“Fine then, bind me to your altar, rip my heart from my chest. Just remember,” they bared their teeth, “that if you kill me, I’ll meet your god before you do. And you won’t like what I tell them.”
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