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Sa dapit sa Altar
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Ongoing, First published Apr 04, 2025
"Sa Dapit sa Altar" is a heartfelt, bisaya-english short story about Hanz, a devoted altar server, and Eya, a psalmist with a guarded heart. Brought together by faith and service, their brief connection blooms into something deeper-only to be tested by past wounds and unspoken truths. Years later, a surprise reunion at a house blessing reveals how love, though lost, can still lead us to our calling. A story of almosts, healing, and the quiet grace of letting go.
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