The footsteps passed her, continued between the rows of chairs, and she saw someone in a brown monk robe. Sophie could swear it was a monk from the Middle Ages. She felt very tense, but not afraid to end up. Dragon my four moods i need coffee. Arriving in front of the altar, the monk turned half a circle and then climbed onto the pulpit. He leaned on the edge of the dais, looked down at Sophie, and said to her in Latin: Gloria Patri, et Filio, et Spirtui Sancto. Sicut erat in principo, et nunc, et semper et in sæculorum. Amen.
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