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Springs, birthing streams and rivers. They're holy. The rivers, too. Forests, groves? Holy.
Fields blessed with bountiful harvest even once are holy. Loved locations, homes, hiding places: holy.
A devil dances on burning feet, seeking somewhere that's never been holy.
Nowhere.

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