Chapter 24
As I look upon Thy mouths
Terrible with many tusks of destruction.
Thy faces like the fires of Death and Time,
I lose sense of the directions and find no peace.
Turn Thy heart to grace, O God of gods!
Refuge of all the worlds!
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Bhagavad Gita 11:25
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Earth: January 5, 2000
Colombo, Sri Lanka
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Azrael stood back from the window as Sata’an-human hybrids scurried around the Sri Lankan Prime Minister’s residence, disguised as police officers wearing trench coats. The Sri Lankan leader had been whisked off to safety, but six security guards, one of them a Sata’an-human agent embedded with their security force, as well as the unfortunate woman who’d been seized as a host by one of Moloch’s squatters, were dead.
Fail! Fail! Fail! Everything he touched just died!
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