They said if I disobeyed, that I would die. “Truths aren’t found through reason,” she said “but in the sky”. I had no choice but to close the door, not forgetting what walls are for. “But I am not a man of god” I said and she asked “How do you know? There are those who bear the stigmata yet they refuse to show. You’ll never wake up from this nightmare.” One more question before I’m done: are there missionaries on the sun?
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