Příběh: Socha svatého Antonína Paduánského (Mokrovousy)

As she locked the door to the abandoned chapel behind her, Klára's eyes scanned the dusty air, the faint scent of incense lingering from the morning Mass. The statue of Saint Anthony of Padua stood before her, his golden halo glinting in the fading light. She had come to Mokrovou…