You cross the creek. Although the water IS swift, because it is only a
foot deep, you are able to cross (although you had to work to keep your
balance). Across the stream you find a dirt path going through the
woods. Siberian pines and oaks surround the path. The smell of flowers
from the west mingles with a fragrance of incense from the east. As you
approach the dome, you descend down, into the courtyard in front of the
giant structure. You walk through bearded men in robes and tall black hats.
Some seem to be praying, while others walk silently. They do not seem to
be surprised by your coming. You walk up the stone steps to the vestibule
and enter the cathedral. Inside, it is dark, with tiny candle flames lighting
the icon decorated gold walls. Far up above you make out the forms of saints
beaming down from ancient mosaics. Reverently, you go to the altar, passing
rows of oak pews with mystical symbols etched in their sides. After venerating
the icons on the altar you sit down in one of the pews.
A tiny priest (about 4 feet) invites you to the small partition to the
right of the main iconostasis, which stands tall as a huge gate between
the holy sanctuary and the inner temple. He tells you it is time to confess
all before God and so you may be absoluted. Only then may you take part
in the mystical supper.
Confess all, both voluntary and involuntary.
Make a quite dash for it, all this religious stuff is too overwhelming.
Eat the Plum