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[Yaret-bugs] Don't be the "little guy" in the club


From: Eric Bell
Subject: [Yaret-bugs] Don't be the "little guy" in the club
Date: Sun, 07 May 2006 17:52:38 +0900

In a trice without warning the face of nature grew sullen Black angry mouths, the clouds swallowed up the sun The air was dense with suppressed excitement The wind howled through the long corridors and sobbed and whispered in the secret recesses of the cells The chime of the Vesper bell flowed out into the infinite The silver notes the holy chant wrestled with the storm like ministering angels with Satan At last the imps of Storm lay vanquished. The hurricane paused in its course to do reverence to God. Suddenly, however a terrific clap of thunder smote the sky The holy chime of the bell broke off with a a shrill dissonance Demons seemed to people the belfry Rain came down like cataract Flashes of lightning chased one another like battling fiery dragons. The bells jangled hideously out of tune Unearthly noises like a satanic parody of the holy sound that marks the elevation of the host alarmed the ears the horrified monks unspeakable blasphemies Prayer with ceremony and interspersed midst of a sacred had suddenly gone mad in the if a High Priest Trembling but resolute Father Ambrose seized a crucifix In phalanx if for battle the brethren followed Solemn, with gleaming eyes and trembling nostrils, the militant army of God swept up steep stairs mumbling the ritual of the Exorcism Infected somewhat by the general hysteria Aubrey followed

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