HOUSES OF WORSHIP OBLITERATED BY NIGHT

Houses of Worship Obliterated by Night

The flames leaped, devouring the sanctity within. A twisted silhouette beneath the pale moon, the church stood in smoldering ruin. Its spire, once a beacon of guidance, now lay broken and charred. The air was thick with the stench of loss, a grim testament to the hate that had wrought such destruction. Rumors circulated through the community, each

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