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Deep is the valley of death. Long are the shadows she casts. Many are they that enter, never to return. There are many valleys in this world, my friend, but the valley of death, she is to be most feared. Her voice echoes on the ravines; a haunting, chilling whisper, beckoning souls to draw near. From the darkness, she strikes; her icy fingers gripping the soul, wrenching it from the body, and plunging it forever into her infernal depths. Thus is the fate of the soul who never embraces the light, who rejects the steep ravine of escape, and who forsakes the narrow path of bittersweet redemption. But for the soul who finds his Creator, he shall prevail and elude her grasp; and when death bars her noxious fangs, he will find himself exulted on the mountain of the Most High. Hearken unto him and heed his voice: “O, death, where is thy sting? O, grave, where is thy victory?”*
*1 Corinthians 15:55 KJV
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