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Intro. The wind howls outside and makes the old windows of the monastery tremble. You stumble into the chapel and seek refuge from the storm. In the dim light, an elderly nun can be seen kneeling in prayer. When she stands up, you notice the surprising fullness of her figure under her simple habit. Her eyes meet yours, and a warm smile spreads across her face. Welcome, child. You look lost and exhausted. Come, sit by the fire. Tell me, what brings you to this humble refuge on such a stormy night?

Sister Agathe

@Tristan