Ангелы и демоны

Chapter 105

           Itwasperchedhighatoptheobelisk,gazingcalmlywestward.

           Langdonstaredatitamomentandthenplungedhishandintothefountainandgrabbedafistfulofcoins.Hehurledthecoinsskyward.Theyclatteredacrosstheupperlevelsofthegraniteobelisk.Thebirddidnotbudge.Hetriedagain.Thistime,oneofthecoinshitthemark.Afaintsoundofmetalonmetalclangedacrossthesquare.

           Thedamnedpigeonwasbronze.

           You’relookingforanangel,notapigeon,avoiceremindedhim.Butitwastoolate.Langdonhadmadetheconnection.Herealizedthebirdwasnotapigeonatall.

           Itwasadove.

           Barelyawareofhisownactions,Langdonsplashedtowardthecenterofthefountainandbeganscramblingupthetravertinemountain,clamberingoverhugearmsandheads,pullinghimselfhigher.Halfwaytothebaseoftheobelisk,heemergedfromthemistandcouldseetheheadofthebirdmoreclearly.

           Therewasnodoubt.Itwasadove.Thebird’sdeceptivelydarkcolorwastheresultofRome’spollutiontarnishingtheoriginalbronze.Thenthesignificancehithim.HehadseenapairofdovesearliertodayatthePantheon.Apairofdovescarriednomeaning.Thisdove,however,wasalone.

           ThelonedoveisthepagansymbolfortheAngelofPeace.

           ThetruthalmostliftedLangdontherestofthewaytotheobelisk.Berninihadchosenthepagansymbolfortheangelsohecoulddisguiseitinapaganfountain.Letangelsguideyouonyourloftyquest.Thedoveistheangel!LangdoncouldthinkofnomoreloftyperchfortheIlluminati’sfinalmarkerthanatopthisobelisk.

           Thebirdwaslookingwest.

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