I entered because of an unascertained urge, although the chapel was stunning, Dark Age design and artwork to match, Giotto di Bondone frescoes, but I was caught off guard. She was just sitting there, middle-aged and adorned with a scarlet veil.
Of course, I noticed her while ascending the aisle, incense penetrating my soul, and I forgot about the frescoes when she whispered something unintelligible. Freezing in my tracks, she was kneeling within the pew, not praying but chanting softly. Beguiled, I stood in place only to observe her Delphic smile. Take me with you I thought, hoping to discover her secret.
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