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We're entering the last quartet of teasers, which means it's only a month until release day! It may not have been apparent from the teasers, but the chapters rotate through four points of view: Antuniet, Margerit, Jeanne, and Barbara. While I like the concept of giving equal time to all the major characters, this system is going to break down in Book 3! And speaking of Book 3, here we meet a character who will be quite prominent in that story.
Serafina Talarico had traveled all the way from Rome after encountering Margerit's analysis of the Saint Mauriz mystery--though from her striking dark beauty it was clear her ancestors had traveled from somewhere even father to the south. And she had a few ideas that were destined to shake up Margerit's understanding of how miracles worked.
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“Have you ever considered adding music to your mysteries?” Serafina asked.
The thin winter sun had faded enough that Margerit had risen to light the lamps and ring for someone to tend to the fire. She paused for a moment to wonder why it seemed such an outlandish idea. “We never have. It isn’t traditional in Alpennian ceremonies.” Saying that, she realized how thin an excuse it seemed.
Barbara seemed less taken aback. “I saw one once in Genoa that included hymns, but of course I have no idea whether they added to the effectiveness.”
“I’ve always wondered about that,” Serafina continued. “In Rome there’s such a separation between mysteries and the sacraments proper. Music belongs to the Mass, for the most part. But I experienced a mystery with music once in Palermo that—” Her eyes went misty for a moment and she hugged herself tightly. “I can’t explain. I would give anything to feel that again.”
Serafina Talarico had traveled all the way from Rome after encountering Margerit's analysis of the Saint Mauriz mystery--though from her striking dark beauty it was clear her ancestors had traveled from somewhere even father to the south. And she had a few ideas that were destined to shake up Margerit's understanding of how miracles worked.
* * *
“Have you ever considered adding music to your mysteries?” Serafina asked.
The thin winter sun had faded enough that Margerit had risen to light the lamps and ring for someone to tend to the fire. She paused for a moment to wonder why it seemed such an outlandish idea. “We never have. It isn’t traditional in Alpennian ceremonies.” Saying that, she realized how thin an excuse it seemed.
Barbara seemed less taken aback. “I saw one once in Genoa that included hymns, but of course I have no idea whether they added to the effectiveness.”
“I’ve always wondered about that,” Serafina continued. “In Rome there’s such a separation between mysteries and the sacraments proper. Music belongs to the Mass, for the most part. But I experienced a mystery with music once in Palermo that—” Her eyes went misty for a moment and she hugged herself tightly. “I can’t explain. I would give anything to feel that again.”
