CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
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Despite the late morning sun pouring in through the cabin windows, Peter had built up a large fire to keep them warm. As it snapped, popped, and hissed loudly in the fireplace, the flickering orange flames took away some of the chill they felt while wearing the plain, loose-fitting white robes they were asked to put on for the upcoming ritual.
I feel like a reject from the boys’ choir, he thought as he scratched his bearded chin. I hope this is worth it.
The thin fabric did nothing to protect them from the cold, and though the folds of fabric were held tight by a simple rope belt, the cool air reached their naked flesh underneath from the open back slit that reached down to the waist held closed with two fabric ties. They sat on their beds while they waited for th
