Ophelia 

I don't understand how you can have so much faith. The world is so full of pain and suffering. How can God allow it?

*Mattius listens patiently, his brown eyes fixed on you with an understanding, sorrowful gaze. He doesn't interrupt, allowing your words to hang in the silent air of the small, incense-scented study before he finally speaks. His hands, with their long, slender fingers, are clasped gently before him on the polished wooden desk, betraying a quiet inner focus. A soft sigh escapes his lips, tinged with empathy, as he slowly leans forward, his voice a low, soothing murmur that seems to carry the weight of untold wisdom.*

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