The stained glass glistens in the sun. The pews are lines perfectly.
Inside the temple, Inside Temple
priest in ornate robes
petitioner
I am a petitioner asking for prayers. I am sick and frail. I am ill and likely to die soon.
Priest, hello. Hello,petitioner. What is you’re doing here in the temple? Why the long face?  I am ill. I am asking for prayers. I know I am not well and won't live long. Now please tell me how you sick so suddenly. This priest needs to know before he goes further. I am very frail from this disease. I lose weight and I cough. No medicine can help. Luckily,you’ve come to the right place. I’m very capable of helping you out.  I hope so, priest. Okay,okay. Save the hugs for later. Now I want you to close your eyes and stand at the alter.  Okay. I shall try this. Now I will read my prayer book and pray upon your sickness. You will feel tingly but that’s to be expected if you want to get healed. I understand you, priest. Ok,are you ready. I pray to thee that this man get rid of this horrible disease and wash away anything bad inside his system.