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... p Esteban knelt alone, his fingers pressed together as his lips moved in silent prayer. Incense still lingered in the air, clinging to the stone like an old memory. Outside, beyond the heavy doors, the sounds of labor echoed—hammers striking stone, voices shouting orders—as workers struggled to transform the aging church into a true cathedral, worthy of the new faith he envisioned.
At last, Esteban exhaled and rose, lowering himself into a carved wooden chair near the altar. He waited. < ...
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