They say Medusa is the medicine of the damned, for to become stone is a better fate than what Satan has planned.
Medusa has her scales and I have my own, for she raises her shields to love and I raise mine for it.
The saint had once been a stone of the medusa, yet under the pulsing of heaven's heat, of hearing divine heart, his limbs became as fluid as any lava.
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