The holy women, terrifying in their fierce sanctity, devout in their union with the Creator. Women of unique wisdom and sublime violence. Coated in the ashes of burned palms, soaked in the scent of incense and of holy oils, fingers bloodied by prayer beads, knees callused by genuflections. Who are these midnight mystics? What is their divine ecstasy? And why do we fear it so?

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