Robert Langdon wakes up blindfolded. He was dreaming. Bath Prince hanging near
His bed bears the insignia of the Hotel Ritz Paris, he saw a dim light penetrating through the thick curtains. He wondered what it was like to have a daughter.
His body was full of Dana. He spent most of the next two hours sleeping.
Deeply. Sat in his bed a pixel, and now remember why he woke up suddenly.... He tried to organize his ideas and organize a lot of information in his mind, but now he found himself paying attention to something that he had not previously considered. Does that make sense?
He stayed motionless for minutes.
Then he got out of bed and walked to the marble, and when he stood under the shower, he opened
The sprinkler and let the water flow out with force massage his shoulders. But he still has the idea.
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Twenty minutes later, he left the Ritz for Vendome Square. It was dark that night.
On the city, his days of sleep served him well with a sense of time and place,.... Yet his mind was strangely clear. He promised himself a stop in the lobby.
A cup of latte helps him clear his mind, but instead he carried him. His legs are straight out the front door of the hotel towards the noisily noisome Paris Langdon walks east on Butte Chan Street, feisty, and then
He turned south to Richelieu Street where the atmosphere was hindered by the flowering fragrance of jasmine coming from the gardens of the Royal Palace. Langon continued south until he saw what he was looking for, the royal arch, an extension of glossy black polished marble. He walked there, and when he was there, he examined the spot under his feet, and found something he knew was there. "-Several bronze MEDALS placed in the floor with the letters u and c
North. South
He turned straight south, and his eyes followed the straight line that formed it
Medallions. And he started stepping up again, following the line, watching the sidewalk walk, and as he walked past the corner of the comedian Francis, another bronze mechanism passed by his feet. Great!
The streets of Paris, as Langdon learned a few years ago, are decorated by 135 of these
Bronze markings, positioned in sidewalks, squares and streets, are positioned on a north-south axis across the city. He once followed the line from Sacre Cour northwards across the Seine and then finally arrived at the Archaeological Observatory of Paris, where the Sacred Path was important.
The first zero point from which the longitude began, the old pink Paris line.
Holy Grail under Roslin, old pink line, waiting!
Now the facts were unfolding in a sequel, Sauniere's old word for the word.
Rosen... The sword and the mug... the gravestone of the mortal teachers... is that why Saunir needed to talk to me? Have you guessed the truth?
Inadvertently?
Langdon jogged, feeling the pink line beneath his feet, pulling his step and pulling it towards
His final destination. Upon entering the long Richelieu tunnel, he chills as he contemplate the anticipated moment when he reaches his stray. He knew what he was doing.
- The Tunnel, the most mysterious landmark of Paris, thought and carried out in 1980 by the Sphinx himself - Francois Mitterrand - a man whom I am able to fill as a member of secret societies and whose legacy was the last cultural place of Paris that Langfon visited a few days ago.... Langdon felt like it was a long time ago in another life.
Delaying a push of force he had, Langdon went from the tunnel to the familiar square and then stopped
He raised his eyes slowly and amazingly to the shining structure before him. Lights up the night darkness
Langdon contemplated the pyramid for only a few minutes, as he was more interested in what was on his right.
He turns to the right, once again feeling his feet following the invisible path of the old pink line, carrying it across the plaza to the Carosel de Louvre, a large circle of meadow surrounded by a fence of carefully trimmed bushes, which since time immemorial was a Parisia site of detentions dedicated to the worship of obedience... Which was a joyous ritual glorifying fertility and the goddess.
Langdon's hair was crossing into another world as he entered from the trees into the meadow.
Green. Once empty, the area now embraces one of the strangest landmarks in Paris, and it sank down like a Crystal rift had ripped through the earth. There in the middle of the prairie appeared the giant inverted glass pyramid that he had seen. A few nights ago, as he was entering the lower floor below the ground of the Louvre, Langdon walked to the edge and took a look down where the halls of the Louvre appeared
That are under the ground, illuminated by yellowish lights. But he was not only interested in the huge inverted pyramid, but also in what lay directly under it. There, on the floor of the hall just below, stands a tiny hologram. A small structure that Langdon had mentioned in his book.
Langdon now felt suddenly aware of the truth that would never have occurred to him.... and looked up at the Louvre again, feeling enflanked by the museum's huge suites, its galleries of the finest art in the world
.... Daffy..... Botcheli.
She lies there adorned with the art of the teachers with great care.
Langdon looked down again through the glass and hoped for the little figure I had to go down there.
Langdon came out of the circle and rushed back across the courtyard to the Louvre entrance, a visitor
The end of the day, they leave the museum in a hurry.
The Indus entered the roundabout and then weighed the peace of mind towards their destination.
And he felt as he came down that the air had gotten cold. And when it got down, it went into the long tunnel, which was running under the Louvre courtyard until it got to the inverted pyramid, and at the end of the tunnel, it got to a larger room. RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIM WAS THE GLASS PYRAMID
It glows the place so beautifully that it robs an inverted V, dangling from top to bottom in the shape of a core
The mug!
I followed Langdon's eyes, the shape that Narrows down, until it taps right at the end.
It was hung so that the end fell only six feet from the floor of the room. And there, just below the end of the pyramid, stands the little figure
This was a tiny pyramid only three feet long. It's the only structure in this.
The giant complex that was obscene on a small scale.
Langdon's book, I'm talking about the vast array of artworks that
Including a reference to the female gods, he made a brief observation of this humble pyramid, and the miniature was protruding up from the floor like the top of an ice generation.
"Russ a pyramid room hidden underground.
The dim lights on this old, abandoned floor were facing each other.
Exactly on a single vertical axis, with their heads almost touching the mug on top and the sword on the bottom.
The sword and the mug guard her gate.
Langdon remembers the words of Mary Chauvel. One day it will all be clear in your mind that Langdon was standing beneath the old pink line, surrounded by teachers' work. It was Sauniere.
Right to choose this place, it is the Hidden, the hope he can keep a close eye on all the time, and now finally Langdhun feels that he has understood the true meaning of the Great Master's poem. He looked.
And meditate on this starry night.
She's finally resting under a starry sky.
... Forgotten words echoed, like the grunts of spirits and ghosts in the dark of the night.
The search for the measured cup is a search that bows before the remains of Mary Magdalene. Is
.. A Journey to Prayer at My Leaves
It aroused Magna's sense of respect and reverence for her memory... Langdon's pride kneeling at
His knees.
Langdon felt for a moment that he had heard the soot of a woman, Speaks the wisdom of the ages, whispers to him... Deep underground.
