Fire has consumed the soul, it burns within revealing itself as words, actions, or perhaps miracles. The belief, the faith that radiates from the hopeful. A stone was rolled, the dead were raised, the veil was torn. Going from who walked beside you now lives in you!!! Spread the Word, near and far, spread it like wildfire! The harvest is great, the gatherers few!!
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