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                                    Heretical Fishing - Chapter 7Book 4: : Doubt
                            
                                                            
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... scent of coffee flowed around me, its myriad notes as complex as they were enticing. My fiance’s hand gripped mine, her presence both physically and spiritually reassuring me. The sound of whirring machinery and tumbling coffee beans filled the space, a reassuring susurration of noise.
And yet, despite this wall of different sensations, all I could focus on were the words occupying my visual field.
“A spirit beast has been detected within the bounds of your Domain…?” I repeated, ...
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