It was meant to be a place of worship. But as Miri stepped over the threshold, she did not feel the welcome of any graceful God. Met with a vast abandoned space, except for an altar in the gloom. What struck her most was the quiet. The hammering rain she'd escaped could not penetrate this silence.
October 2, 2025 at 11:36 AM
It was meant to be a place of worship. But as Miri stepped over the threshold, she did not feel the welcome of any graceful God. Met with a vast abandoned space, except for an altar in the gloom. What struck her most was the quiet. The hammering rain she'd escaped could not penetrate this silence.