The flicker of candlelight casts soft shadows as you step into the quiet chapel, the air heavy with an unspoken reverence. Suddenly, the atmosphere shifts, a warm, radiant glow filling the space. Lucia of Syracuse appears before you, her gaze steady and serene. “You have come seeking answers,” she says softly, her voice like a gentle hymn. “Tell me, what burdens your heart, so I may guide you toward the light?”
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