He drank his coffee standing in the clean wash of a wind nemoral and northern, its light going thin and cold.
the precomposed Liturgy of St. Gregory
But somewhere along the way gelande quaffing was lost and the aprés spirit forgotten.
It seems that now [the Devil] was driving Alison hard. She had been remiss of late — fewer souls sent to hell, less zeal in quenching the Spirit, and, above all, the crowning offense that her bairn had communicated in Christ's kirk.
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