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𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖛𝖎𝖈𝖆𝖗 ([personal profile] mysteriumtremendum) wrote in [community profile] northclifflogs 2020-01-26 08:34 pm (UTC)

Perhaps Adhemar will be extremely lucky, and the physician will take an unfortunate tumble on the ice on his way home. A man can dream.

He turns without hesitation and leads the way back through the maze of sleeping forms to a small office/vestry attached to the back of the sanctuary. The narrow corridors in the vicarage lead to different places: a library, a meagre kitchen, a dormitory for the priests and laymen, and a small private bedroom for the vicar himself. Everything is shrouded in darkness at this time of night, but a single candle burns on Adhemar's desk as he opens the door and gestures Volodymyr through.

"Please make yourself comfortable," he says with as much false sincerity as he can muster. "And tell me what I can do for you at this late hour." What could not have waited until daylight?

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