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Deeds of the Day Perfume Oil

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“Now we art all here,” said Hastur meaningfully, “we must recount the Deeds of the Day.”

“Yeah. Deeds,” said Crowley, with the slightly guilty look of one who is attending church for the first time in years and has forgotten which bits you stand up for.

Hastur cleared his throat.

“I have tempted a priest,” he said. “As he walked down the street and saw the pretty girls in the sun, I put Doubt into his mind. He would have been a saint, but within a decade we shall have him.”

“Nice one,” said Crowley, helpfully.

“I have corrupted a politician,” said Ligur. “I let him think a tiny bribe would not hurt. Within a year we shall have him.”

They both looked expectantly at Crowley, who gave them a big smile.

“You’ll like this,” he said.

His smile became even wider and more conspiratorial.

“I tied up every portable telephone system in Central London for forty-five minutes at lunchtime,” he said.

There was silence, except for the distant swishing of cars.

“Yes?” said Hastur. “And then what?”

“Look, it wasn’t easy,” said Crowley.

“That’s all?” said Ligur.

“Look, people-”

“And exactly what has that done to secure souls for our master?” said Hastur.

A wrath for the ages: scorched aluminum and white-hot copper solder, cracked aluminosilicate glass, conflict-full tantalum, and the gingery-bubble of a short-circuiting vibration assembly stewing in a thick, hot black musk.

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