charloft 100 drabbles - 35. Sandals

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There was a particular sound that anyone who spent time at the church soon came to recognize. It was the soft slapping of sandals against stone. Normally the sound was something that many would find annoying in the outside world. However, inside the gates it became muted and somehow soothing.

Of course everyone also recognized that it was not really the sound itself that soothed him or her, but rather the priest who always wore the sandals, even in the depths of winter. The soft sound merely told them that he would soon be there to guide them, as always.

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