In the Garden of the Great Rift, chaps 7-10

Posted by orthodoxillumination on May 18, 2014 · Leave a Comment 

Chapter Seven     The singing of the young priest and monks, and the exquisite chanting of the cantor, echoed within the towering solid rock walls with such a power of magnificence that one had to stop in wonder as soon as he stepped over the stone threshold. The church was in reality a cave, … Continue reading →

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