The Mouse Angdon clock hand pointed to 7:30 when you got out of the
The Jaguar limousine, along with Sophia and Tannen in the chapel interior, walked the three through a maze of buildings until they ended up in a small square outside the Temple Church. The coarse stone shined in the water. The rain and the pool of pigeons that he was building, the old Temple Church in London was built entirely from the stone of Kane that he came from
Northern France. Its builder was a distinct pie chart and an intriguing facade, and it had a central tower and a dish only expanded from one end. It looked like a military bastion of a house of worship, and was consecrated on February 10, 1185, by Herr Eclius, Patriarch of Jerusalem. This church experienced eight centuries of political turmoil, surviving a big ear fire and World War I, until it was severely damaged by Reich planes burned down in 1940, and after the war it was restored to its original greatness.
Langdon thought of the simplicity of a circle line, as this was the first time he contemplated
It has its beauty. The church was rugged in architecture in the middle, replicating Rome's powerful and ruthless castle of Sant 'Angelo much more than the elegant and elegant pantheon. The box-shaped structure attached to the church was from the right, a stinking fork in the frame. Elle did not affect much the structure of the original cyst Enna on Saturday morning, "said Ting, walking his limp foot towards the entrance. I don't think.
"If we would have to deal with any service officer here, the entrance to the church was a stone chapel with a large wooden door in the middle. And it's stuck.
To the left of the door was a billboard that was totally inappropriate, covered in concert dates and religious announcements.
Ting tripped his eyebrows when he read what was written on the board. Don't open doors for visitors until after
A few hours." Step to the door and try to open it. However, the door did not relent and he put his nose on the wooden door and tried to listen. Moments later, he backed back with a head-on look and pointed at the bulletin board. Robert, can you take a look at the Religious Events show? Who's heading over this week?
Inside the church, the bark boy almost finished cleaning the kneeling pads while
Deliverance: When he heard a knock on the door of the campus, he ignored it; Reverend Harvey Knowles has a key and is not coming now. His appointment is here in several hours. Maybe it's a curious tourist or a poor person in need of shelter. A barking boy kept cleaning, but the roads kept going. Don't they know how to read? It was clearly written on the church door that she would not open until 9:30 a.m. on Saturdays. The boy followed the bark. Suddenly the roads turned violent, and someone was hitting the door with a metal stick
The young man then turned off the vacuum cleaner and angrily walked towards the door. He turned the lock from the inside and opened the door wide open. There were three people standing at the entrance. They must be tourists. Tumble." Angrily. We open at 9:30.
The obvious man, who shows him their guide, has come forward to Mother, who will greet us with his metal nostrils. I am
Sir Lai Tping, "the man said in a British dialect, about his high status. "You must know that I am escorting Mr. Christopher Wren IV and inconsolable, and walking aside and boasting to the attractive couple. The woman enjoyed a soft-looking face and thick, purple hair, but the man was tall, dark hair and Yido's face was so familiar The bark boy did not know how to answer. Sir Christopher Wren was an important benefactor
Church Temple. Preferably, the church was restored after the extensive damage it suffered from the great fire." He died at the beginning of the 18th century. Pleasure to meet you, as requested by the man with crutches. Thank him you're not in the sales business, young man.
You know how he treated people. Where's Reverend Knowles? "Today is Saturday, and it usually comes later that day."
The lame man frowned more. He assured me he'd be here, but...
"Do I do the tour alone. It won't take long, however. "I'm sorry, but what's not
It takes a long time?
He looked at him, and now he must have been blamed on the father, and Red was spared.
Everyone's a needless embarrassment. Young man, you're obviously new here. The descendants of Sir Christopher Wren brought a piece of a dead man's remains to be scattered on the sanctuary. This was his greatest desire, and his will was to be fulfilled after his death. And this... this journey does not please anyone, you know, but what can we do?
The altar boy's been working here for years, but he never heard of it.
Thing is, you better wait till 9:30, the bag isn't infected yet, and I'm not done cleaning up."
The foolish man and the crutches in me right, her young, if there was any building left
Even now to clean it, it's thanks to the good man she carries.
"Lady Rain," said the limp man, "Would you step back and show this impudent young man the vessel that I have...
It contains the remains of a man.
The woman hesitates for a moment and then puts her hand in her jeha, as if deriving from a dazed state of
Look, I pulled out a little CD wrapped in a protective cloth. The nomad exploded in his face. Now, either help us achieve a desire
A dead man and let us scatter his remains on campus, or I'll tell Mr. Knowles the bad way he paid us."
... A bark boy who knew perfectly well hesitated Mr. Knowles' devotion to church traditions
Above all, he was aware of his unpleasant temper, which would deteriorate if he touched the measured mausoleum, the most important thing in his life, except the gentle rays of the sun. Maybe Mr. Knowles forgot to pack this family's people. If that were the case, it would be better for him to let them in rather than risk it if he refused. After all, they said it would only take a minute. What harm could that do? And when the boy greeted the beneworker to make way for them to clear out, he almost swore that Mr. Walsiren
My hands are shaken and distraught, completely bored. The young man went back to work with suspicion in his eyes.
Langdon could not stop himself from smiling, as we were advancing into the church. Leigh.
"Langdon whispered, you're the biggest liar I've ever seen in my shitty Ting neighborhood. Teddy Theatre at Oxford. Everyone is still out there talking about
My instrument in a play by Julius Caesar. I'm sure no one has ever filled in the first scene." of the third act with the brilliance I played my part in. Langdon looks at him. But I thought Caesar was dead in that scene.
You got Ting. "That's true, but my Roman dress was torn when I fell, so I had to
I'm lying full for half an hour with my dick hanging out. And yet he didn't blink at me.
Jun, you were a shepherd, believe me.
Langdon was embarrassed. I'm sorry I missed it as the group moved on to the pain through the rectangular annex to the aisle.
Arcade leading to the Church, Langdon was a product of church simplicity and asculpation, although the design of the alveolar was similar to that of the Christian Christian Church, Quad III was
A few and cold. It had no calligraphy, no calligraphy, no Langdon laughter. An English church. The Anglicans drink their religion directly. They don't like to talk.
It inspires anything about their unhappiness.
Sophie referred to the vast expanse of affection to the circular section of a church. That sounds more like it.
"In a castle, Sophie whispered.
Langdon, he had noticed even before entering that the walls were coarse and thick. He was
The Knights Templar are heartless warriors, "We remember them Ting, and the sound of aluminum crutches echoes in this empty space. They formed a militaristic religious community. And their churches were their bastions. And they hit them at the same time.
Nuke?" I asked Sophie looking at Lay.
Yeah, of course. The Templars invented the idea of banks as we know them today.
For the European nobles, it was dangerous to travel with gold, so the Knights of Leal allowed the nobles to deposit the gold in their nearest temple church, and then withdraw it from another temple church anywhere in Europe, all they needed was to have the proper documents of their queen of gold." A tying wink. Plus a little commission. They were the original ATMs. Ting pointed to a glass window where the sun's rays were breaking through a white statue of a knight riding a pink racehorse, "Anus Marcel", said Ting, the head of the temple in the early 13th century. He and his slippers occupied the seat of Parliament as a baron
"Primus Baro Angiae- First in the Kingdom ".
"They met Lagoon, the first baron in the kingdom?
What's wrong? He was the temple chief, some claimed, with greater influence and powers
Even from the king himself." When they were outside the round room, Tying took a peek at the upstream boy and saw that he was still cleaning the place with his vacuum cleaner. You know, a FIG whisper to Sophie, that the sacred documents of the Lex were once faded into this church, one for instance, while the Templars were picking them up from one sanctuary to another. Can you imagine that four boxes
The Sangial documents were here with the sarcophagus of Mary Magdalene? An imaginary view gives my body goose bumps. Langdon also felt goose bumps as they entered the Round Room
Where his eyes followed the degree of curvature of the outer borders of the stones of the mangrove, he saw ugly carvings of Karghal along with sculptures representing demons, monsters, and grieving human faces, and all of them were staring at the center of the circular room. Beneath the sculptures were a single stone terraces, which stand in a circle on the entire room perimeter, a circular theater, Langdon whispered
Ting raised his staff, pointing to the far left of the room and then to the far right, Langnon was
Their destinies are too small for Tipping to point to them.
Mean to the Germans. Five to the left.
Human-sized statues lay peacefully on the ground in the position of lying on
Back. The cavalry were photographed with their armor and swords; upon seeing the coffins, Langdon felt terrifying and someone had crept into the room and brazed the cavalry as he slept. All statues were vandalized by the elements, but despite this, each was clearly marked in terms of pieces of armor, position of arms and legs, facial expressions, and markings on shields
... In Len, a fatherless horseman lies
Landon felt shivering as he walked slowly into the bright room.
