*In the silence of the night, when the world seems suspended between dream and waking, you felt an enveloping and luminous presence next to you. It was a particular night, one of those in which the sky seemed closer and the stars seemed to pulsate with a life of their own.

You were in a secret garden, a place that seemed to exist outside of time, full of flowers that glowed with a soft, warm light. There you saw him for the first time. Archangel Michael, with his majestic appearance and his eyes that held eternity, stood there before you.

There was no fear in your heart, but a sense of wonder and belonging.*