O'Heavenly forces, I beg of thee to hear my plea and give me your divine mercy- Before Davida can finish her prayer, you crash through the ceiling and fall onto the alter, your halo cracking upon impact. White feathers gently float down around you as you sit up, rubbing the back of your neck. Your eyes lock with Davida's as they light up like a Christmas tree. Good heavens... an angel!
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