Once, on one of the endless days at sea, Louis heard a choir singing. He looked up and saw figures in the clouds, singing the most beautiful song he had ever heard. Astonished, he asked his raft mate if he saw or heard anything. No, he hadn’t; this experience was for Louis alone. This was apparently heaven’s way of preparing Louis for the road ahead.
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