Silver Creek randomize words until they finally speak pure christianity

the den was empty, and indra felt lonely and swallowed by the darkly lit walls. silently she tilted her head and looked around her, noticing the deep cracks in the stone, the unremitting black of the distant corners, and most noticably of all, the long and searing absence of both milo and saena.

she didn't know the word for sorrow, but it was sorrow she felt -- and at that moment she knew she needed to be rid of the demons that haunted the den. with a burst she erupted from the den, cantering wildly away from the entrance as if she had been forcibly ejected from it. "@Spring!" the russet child yelled, feeling lost -- she paused, realizing she had never been this far from the den before. "spring?" the girl quietly asked, feeling the unfamiliarity of her surroundings seep around her.