In the courtyard of the church shrouded in the milky white fog of the early morning, in the candle-lit classroom, a statue of the prayer of the 'satna' with a compassionate face sat on a concrete platform and listened to the praises of the crowd.

At the end of the morning class, Lan Lan closed her eyes, raised her hands high, folded her palms inward, and slashed vertically from her forehead to her chest, singing in unison with everyone.

“... My lord, eternal immortality, holy and great 'satna', may your name be exalted, and let your kingdom come down

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