"Bone of the father, unknowingly given, you will renew your son! Flesh of the servant, willingly sacrificed, you will revive your master. Blood of the enemy, forcibly taken, you will resurrect your foe… [t]he Dark Lord shall rise again!"
- Peter Pettigrew enacting the resurrection potion, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire
He speaks of souls as fish in an unclouded ocean. A light will be the bait. Here are the candles to bring them all in. Here is the well which will eat all their sin. "I will set the hook in your lip," he recites, and the mouths of all the congregation open. You feel the secret lodge in the soft flesh of your throat - lodge and quiver. At the very back of the chapel, something eyeless moves, restlessly. Its mouth gapes like yours.
- Attend a service at the Chapel of Lights, Sunless Sea
