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The Preacher

At first, folks was scared of the new preacher. His sermons was somehow different from old Father Thomas, more hellfire and brimstone than love thy neighbor. I reckon this was probably the normal way for big city folks and their chaotic lives. He was from a place called Arkham, ways up in Massachusetts he once told me. But after a while folks started warming up to him as he told us about the old ones and that death is not the end, never read that part of the bible before, but then again I was never the reading kind. Well, you have a good day now. I better be on my way, gotta practice this new psalms, something R'lyeh something something fhtagn. Latin is such a pretty language.