In the lucidity of the night, hell-fire ignited: The Devil in the midst of the towns divine church - devoured now by red and orange sheets of fire. Clapping wisps burning; ascending tar-black smoke high and covering the faint heavenly stars with a dense curtain, a shroud of malice - the folks about horrified. Some heads low, in fixed prayer, while others making a human chain and passing buckets of water to cool down the charring building. Sirens growing louder in the distance. Salvation alas! Thank you Lord.
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