The Way of Things -By Torbjörn Andersson
Before each meeting, the lodge room waits in silence. The altar stands prepared. Candles rest unlit. Chairs form the room open and expectant. For a moment, the hall feels like sacred ground, as if time itself has slowed its pace.Then footsteps arrive. Quiet greetings. The soft rustle of regalia. And the work begins.
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