Countless candlelights fluttered down upon Maruri port under the night sky, the glow not strong, casting a dim illumination, accompanied by softly murmured prayers, draping the entire city in a veil of mystery.
The man walked through the alleys on the edge of the streets, and from here, as he looked up, he could just make out the cathedral hidden among the buildings and guards.
That is Hearn Cathedral, now the residence of the Orthodox Pope, surrounded by monks and soldiers, heavily guarded.
Reporters once sought to interview this secretive pope, yet after the coronation ceremony, he never appeared in the public's view again, but meanwhile, the actions of the Orthodoxy grew increasingly frequent.
In less than a year, this trading port city almost transformed into another city of faith, a change the man found hard to understand.
"What the hell is going on?"
The man whispered to himself, excitedly picking up his camera and notebook from his arms.
