Mosel picked up his kippah and walked away. Eva shook herself a little, and then ran after him. “Rabbi Mosel! Are you all right?”
“They’re robbing our souls, and the world has turned out its light and gone to sleep,” Mosel said sadly.
Eva looked up at the wise man. “The world can’t sleep forever.”
“This I hope and this I pray. Go home where it is safe, Eva.” Mosel hobbled down the sidewalk, cloaked in humiliation, his beard cut, and his spirit crushed but not broken.
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