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YERTESTERSYvese. Your T. Your Tessi, Vesquessing, life and peace, Sluge, Lord, Yurr, Randa, Allahulia. But to God, life, I'm The 11th of October 1656.

Kringa, hysteria.

This is Father Ivan.

My elder father, Yosip, refuses to write another entreaty. He has seen the churches in action.

And so it is left to me to appeal to the Holy Council and to beg once more for our lives.

The village is ravaged with the blood fever. Entire families have been consumed.

And per the Cardinal's instructions, the bodies have been burned as soon as they succumb.

It has come in waves. There are nights when you can see the bonfires far up into the hills.

Smell the flesh burning.

The stars in the sky blotted out by the smoke.

But it is the quiet nights that bring me true dread.

We had one such night earlier this week. No one reported dead, no bonfires

lighting up the night. I stood on the steps of the church and looked out over the town,

and it was not hard to imagine that I was the last living man in hysteria.

We are a small ship in a great storm and I fear.

The next wave will extinguish us.

If you do not hear from me again, assume that I too am smoke in the night sky. I'm Come on now.

Come on now. I have nightmares.

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