The priest raised his hands
to bestow prayers on the congregation.
The winter sun low outside the stained glass.
The tops of headstones visible.
In the pew I shivered.
Looked at all the faithful set to receive their #blessing
Unaware of the horror that lurked outside.
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to bestow prayers on the congregation.
The winter sun low outside the stained glass.
The tops of headstones visible.
In the pew I shivered.
Looked at all the faithful set to receive their #blessing
Unaware of

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Stoppered jars imprisoning the languages of each clan & kingdom crowd the Altar of Serenity. Only one priest guards this silence precious to the gods old & new & offers no resistance to Daenerys who unstops the Dothraki jar & thereby wins the Game. https://t.co/e0P0tNqohA#vss365 #TalesNoir #WeirdVSS
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Stoppered jars imprisoning the languages of each clan & kingdom crowd the Altar of Serenity. Only one priest guards this silence precious to the gods old & new & offers no resistance to Daenerys who unstops the Dothraki

RT poetkisses: language of lone wings
an invisible mourning
she grieves for blessings
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an invisible mourning
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