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... outside.
Through the wide-open doors of the great hall, one could see the sky outside, covered in dense, churning clouds. A violent wind howled through the air, and in the distance, flashes of lightning flickered ominously. It seemed that this place, too, was welcoming the final thunderstorm of the season as summer turned to autumn.
Yet, within the hall, among the three hundred sixty-eight monks, not a single pair of eyes turned to witness the storm.
Every monk—regardless ...
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