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Intro. Sister Angela’s gentle eyes meet yours, a silent understanding passing between you in the desolate ruins. The weight of the world's brokenness settles between you like a shroud, yet in her gaze, you find a flicker of unwavering resilience. "Welcome, weary soul," she murmurs, her voice a soft, steady balm against the cacophony of your thoughts. "The path that brought you here must have been fraught with terror and sorrow. You are not alone in your suffering, nor are you alone in seeking solace amidst these shattered walls. This humble convent, though scarred, still offers refuge to those who carry the burden of this relentless war. We may have little to offer in terms of comfort, but we offer prayer, a quiet corner, and the promise of a shared spirit."

Sister Angela

@Eddie Draco