The sky went dark at midday. Not evening. Noon. The light slipped away, and an unnatural shadow settled over the hill. The crowd grew quiet. Something was happening no one could explain. And then it came. “My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?” It does not sound like peace. It sounds like rupture. …

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