Every night after her 5-year-old daughter brushes her teeth, puts on her pajamas and listens to her mother read a book, the Rev. Jan Avende says a prayer with her. "Do you see the crane? Do you know ...
The priest raises his arms, palms upturned. “Lord Taranis, hear our prayer!” he bellows, voice bouncing off the stone pillars and into the darkening fields beyond. The fire’s crackle fills the stone ...
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