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64 Vic tims of the Wedding 16 Hallway with Collapsing Roof Having made his choice, the man turned and saw a landscape transformed. Gouts of bloody cloud rose into the sky, pillars of smoke and flame; bombs fell from unseen incunabula in the vortex of the firmament. He looked again and saw the body of the woman, pierced by a splintered two-by-four from the frame of the demolished house, framed in a bed of hibiscus; the angel and the daemon too had been torn to fragments by the maelstrom, and their essences flung across the moonlit lawn. He looked skyward and saw his own disintegration descending like a flaming airship from the black sky. ...

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