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Sunday, 4 July 2021

Bless the Sick

Once a week Murmur would take a party of the brethren into the township to distribute the latest goods the Vatican had delivered.

This was observed to snub Rome, but being not their intention, the Brotherhood did as they had promised - and lived the frugal sparing life - exchanging the exotic offerings for only simple produce. Most of what they took into the village was onsold by the people, with small incomes now being made from these imported gifts from the Franciscans.

Frequently, on their weekly trips out, villagers would be standing in their doorways waiting - calling for Murmur to come pray for a family member recently deceased, hoping that he could revive them.

More often than not, the miracle would happen.

And it was rarely spoken of thereafter because the townspeople did not want their beloved to have the stigma of being one of the now undead.

Murmur would be called in to bless the ‘sick’, only to find them decomposing on the bed. It seemed to make no difference to the healing however. Time after time there would be a full recovery.

-Gabriel Brunsdon, AZLANDER: NEVER ENDINGS: Second Chances

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