HOLY FAITH

Previously

…The fragment of parchment felt heavy in his hand, a tangible link to a past that was not merely forgotten, but deliberately buried. He knew, with a certainty that bypassed all logic, that Father Michael’s rational explanations were no longer enough. The mystery was no longer confined to Elias’s troubled mind; it was etched into the very foundations of their sanctuary. Something was indeed stirring, and it was far older, and far more dangerous, than anyone could have imagined. The echoes of the past were no longer faint whispers; they were a thunderous roar, demanding to be heard.