He knew with absolute certainty that he was exactly where he was supposed to be.

He was the invisible shepherd, standing watch in the gray dawn.

He opened his arms, the heavy green fabric draping like wings, and smiled at the girl in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit.

The mass began.

The world outside rushed on loud and bright and forgetting.

But in the quiet church of Santa Maria del Carmin, the light burned on, faithful and unseen, all the way to the

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