Sinric the Wanderer (
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2016-05-20 12:52 pm (UTC)
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Sinric whimpers sweetly, reaching out to steady himself. His hands close around the base of the great silver candle sticks.
Spread-eagled on the altar, arms outstretched in the flickering light, he too closely resembles some ravished saint or debouched angel.
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Spread-eagled on the altar, arms outstretched in the flickering light, he too closely resembles some ravished saint or debouched angel.