Spiritual Fiction
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The demons had been unusually restless since the veil began to thin. They had always lived among us, although in earlier centuries they possessed the dignity to remain mostly invisible. They preferred cathedrals after midnight, the bedsides of dying kings, the corners of rooms where grief had been left unattended for too many years. They…
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Death arrived eleven minutes late to his own trial. The courtroom had been full since dawn. Every pew behind the railing was occupied by someone carrying evidence. A widow held a wedding ring between her thumb and forefinger. A father had brought a baseball glove that had not been used in nine years. An old…
