Protected by the Devil
he replied with a giggle, dropping a cold object in my sweaty hand, which, immediately when I closed my fingers on it, I knew it was a necklace.
I took the necklace, showing the weight of the gold. It was simple, considering everything I had already worn the night before, and the precious stones of the rings on my fingers. The pendant was a hollow circle, flanked by two crosses on each side in a horizontal position. A real blasphemy to God.
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