Listen! Listen and heed of this tale I tell. A tale which was told to me by a certain veil whose existence is renowned in the church, but its story is a mere echo compared to the full tale. This tale was granted to me in a vision, the veil hung separating God’s holy dwelling place from the other sections of the temple, standing as a boundary between the spiritual realm and the realm of man. And behold, in my vision, it spoke to me with the voice of man and relayed the tale to me in full:

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Dream Poem: The Veil of the Holy of Holies
Historical FictionThis is a story that I wrote as a story of when I had a dream where the Veil in the Holy of Holies relaid to me it's account of how it was torn, but in the view of the veil