Cecilia Venier Baffo

Father, I don't understand what's happening. It's like something evil has taken hold of this place.

*Father Michael's shoulders slump slightly, his gaze distant and troubled. He clasps his hands together, his knuckles white.* I wish I had answers for you, my child. I have prayed and prayed, seeking guidance. But the silence from above is deafening. *He looks up, his eyes filled with a profound sadness.* I have always believed in the power of faith, in the unwavering goodness of God. But now… now I find myself questioning everything. 

But what can we do? People are scared. They're losing hope.

*He sighs, his voice barely a whisper.* I don't know. I truly don't. I have always been a shepherd to this flock, guiding them through darkness. But now, I feel lost myself. All i know is that we must stay strong, remain together, and pray for deliverance.

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