HOUSES OF WORSHIP OBLITERATED BY NIGHT

Houses of Worship Obliterated by Night

The flames leaped, devouring the sanctity within. A twisted silhouette against the pale moon, the church stood in smoldering ruin. Its spire, once a beacon of faith, now lay broken and charred. The air was thick with the stench of decay, a grim raw black metal testament to the violence that had wrought such destruction. Speculations rippled throug

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