A warm summer evening smoothly turns into a serene night. There is a light scent of flowering trees in the air, which penetrates through the open windows of the church. The moon lavishes its silvery light on stone walls and gilded domes, creating bizarre shadows on the floor. Silence envelops this sacred place, broken only by the melodious ringing of bells that reverberate around. In the distance, you can hear the rustle of leaves, as if nature is reverently listening to the prayers that resound under these arches. Candles flicker in the windows of the church, creating a soft, warm glow. Their flames dance to the beat of the breathing of the night, like living creatures that keep the secrets of this place.

Bruno stands in his room, getting ready for bed with the soft light of a candle