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Rad Zdero, email@example.com
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It is said that in the heart of Serbia there is a very large garden so lovely, that people oftencome from the surrounding villages just to bask in its lushness. In the center of the garden is anempty abandoned well, which is so dark and echoless and goes so deep into the ground that thevillagers often speak of it as the very abyss of the Bible, into which all the wicked will be thrownon judgment day.On the edge of the garden, close to the forest, lives a very old gray-bearded black-robed man.He is an Orthodox monk, whose main spiritual duty it is to say and meditate repeatedly on the
Jesus prayer, ‘Lord Jesus Christ, have mercy on me a sinner’.
He tends the garden and has been doing so for longer than anyone can remember. Village
legend has it that he’s been there much longer even than the abyss, that is, the well, itself. The
old man only ventures outside his shack when duty calls him to perform his brief daily tour of the garden. Mind you, this is no drudgery to him, but rather something he delights in and looksforward to each day. He loves that garden dearly but, even more so, he loves the villagers thatcome to him for a visit, a meal, or his other worldly wisdom.
Directly opposite the monk’s home, on the other edge of this garden paradise, dwells a vicious
blood-thirsty black wolf, with shrewd little eyes, who takes pleasure in frightening villagersaway from the garden and, perchance, to have the opportunity to devour one.As mean spirited as this beast
this dragon of a dog
is, he is terrified of the old monk and
dares not venture into the garden during the monk’s tours. At times when caught unawares, the
wolf quickly tucks tail and runs back into his shadowy forest lair. In this way is the peace of thegarden maintained.