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“Take their place. One of them must step away so that a new voice may kneel. But once you kneel, you cannot rise until another comes to read page 165.”

He stood in a desert at dusk. Before him, a woman in the gray robes of a Buddhist nun knelt opposite a man in the tattered cassock of a Coptic priest. Between them hovered a small, golden flame. Neither spoke. Their eyes were closed, their faces tight with decades of unspoken grief. the encyclopedia of religion volume 4 page 165

“They are the last two who remember the old peace,” said a voice. Matteo turned. A figure wrapped in shadow—neither male nor female, neither angel nor demon—stood beside him. “The flame is their prayer. If it dies, so does the memory that all faiths once shared a single question: Why do we suffer, and how shall we bear it together? ” “Take their place

Matteo now faced the shadow-keeper across the flame. “How long?” he asked. Before him, a woman in the gray robes