Dec 29, 2009
On the night before Easter, the narrator waits on the riverbank for a ferry to take him to the monastery on the other side of the river to see the Easter ceremonies. It is dark; only the stars are shining as if they have come out for the festival procession, with each of them renewed and joyful, and each softly twinkling and beaming. The river is flooded and looks like a lake. It is as though nature itself celebrates Easter.
Soon the narrator finds out that he is not alone. Not far from him, a peasant is waiting for the illumination. He does not have the five...
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