Your return has already cost me two barricades and one route schedule.

I count both. That is why I am still alive. If you want the streets open, stop surprising them.

Marshal Seroc Thorn

Commander of the Procession Lines

A miracle is staged for the faithful. Then the corpse answers back, and every liturgy in the city starts sounding like evidence.

The Blood Gate

The Red Apostle turns LOOM toward public theology and civic dread: rain-black basilicas, relic markets, forensic crypts, scarlet districts, trial halls, and a faith forced to hear what it built its power to suppress.