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Fiction Foundry 7

Instead, Mike began his weekly absent-minded scan of the sanctuary.  He was daydreaming about what this rumored "big reveal" in the new Star Wars movie might be, his gaze was suddenly arrested.

Though Trinity Fellowship had long featured a respectable amount of Christian statuary and iconography, Mike was pretty sure that today...for the first time in his life...he was seeing an angel. She was about his height with a smooth creme-colored complexion, highlighted by just the right amount and distribution of freckles.  Her hair was a gorgeous red, not exactly deep auburn...but not flaming orange either.  As he reflected on whether he'd ever seen anyone so beautiful, Mike came to the firm conviction that she simply couldn't be human.


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