Hell Dorado: Vincenzo Maculano de Fiorenzuola

These comfortable musings played through Vincenzo’s mind as he crossed from the ember filled brazier back to the bound wretch at the middle of the cell, the cross-shaped branding iron carried in front of him as though to light his way. Vincenzo’s full attention was once again centered on the prisoner. How distasteful his holy duties where, unfortunately with the revelation of hell’s undeniable reality, they were now more necessary than ever.

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