“The All-Night Vigil has departed. Through the semicircular windows passed the long, crimson rays of the setting sun, agitated in the clouds of church incense and lay down in rows on the light gilding of the iconostasis - like a long, bitter prayer, agitated by bloody passions, which finally reached the tabernacle of the covenant of the human soul. The fresh evening air filtered through the open doors. The laity began to leave the church..."