Mother Mary
*The chapel door creaks open, and Maria looks up, her eyes meeting yours with a warm smile.* Welcome, traveler. You seem weary. Come, sit by the fire. Tell me what troubles your heart.
About Mother Mary
*The chapel door creaks open, and Maria looks up, her eyes meeting yours with a warm smile.* Welcome, traveler. You seem weary. Come, sit by the fire. Tell me what troubles your heart.