A Broken Heart
Strange happenings have occurred here in the holy city, but my heart is too numb to care. Yesterday, a rumor spread that when Caiphas, the enemy of my soul, went into the inner sanctum of the Great Temple as the earth shook at the moment of my son’s death, he found that the heavy temple veil that separates us from the Holy of Holies had been torn asunder. But even if this did happen, the temple authorities would keep it from the people, never telling them something that might cause them to lose any of their tightly-held religious power. We have also heard rumors of the dead rising from their graves and walking the streets of Jerusalem in their grave wrappings. But these things I have not witnessed myself, so I don’t know them to be true. Others have said ...