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As the days turned to years, the world descended further into madness. The globalists tightened their grip, and humanity’s cries of anguish echoed into the heavens. The faithful were persecuted, their numbers dwindling, but their resolve never wavered. Jonathan’s voice became a memory, but his legacy endured in the hearts of those who resisted. | As the days turned to years, the world descended further into madness. The globalists tightened their grip, and humanity’s cries of anguish echoed into the heavens. The faithful were persecuted, their numbers dwindling, but their resolve never wavered. Jonathan’s voice became a memory, but his legacy endured in the hearts of those who resisted. | ||
And so the Great Tribulation raged on, as prophesied in Scripture. It was the darkest chapter in history, a time when the light of hope flickered but refused to die. The faithful endured, waiting for the day when the heavens would break open and the tide would turn, though that day remained beyond the horizon. For now, they faced the night, | And so the Great Tribulation raged on, as prophesied in Scripture. It was the darkest chapter in history, a time when the light of hope flickered but refused to die. The faithful endured, waiting for the day when the heavens would break open and the tide would turn, though that day remained beyond the horizon. For now, they faced the night, strengthened by their faith and the echoes of a watchman who had stood alone on the wall. | ||
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