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The wind cuts a stinging cold but I only know because I see the moms and dads bundle their children up as they scurry from house to house. The laughter and the voices sound like echoes against a backdrop of scrunching leaves, barking dogs, and opening and shutting of doors. I know this night well.

In the barbaric lands of Lithuania, when many people believed in magic and the people’s faith rested in false gods, a Sorcerer, so powerful he could only be a god in human form, came and was worshipped by these vile, superstitious people. Our Lady was in tears over the horrible, demonic, sac