THE HISTORICAL PARLANCE OF THE TWELVE APOSTLES OF JESUS

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…Jesus rose from the table, and we followed Him, our steps heavy, our hearts a confused tangle of sorrow and apprehension. We went out to a garden, a place familiar to us, a place of quiet contemplation. But tonight, the air was charged with an unspoken dread. The moon cast long, eerie shadows, and the rustling leaves seemed to whisper warnings. We were on the cusp of something immense, something terrifying, and I, Peter, felt utterly unprepared. The solemnity of the Last Supper had not ended; it had merely followed us into the darkness, a prelude to the ultimate sacrifice.