On a weekday in November in Sweden, it was exactly a few hours between the ceremonies of the two churches. The pulpit is the place where Pastor Thomas has worked his whole life. He is still standing here, presiding over the ceremony solemnly and indifferently. The suffocating indifference stems from the purgatory of his life: physical is a severe fever and cold, emotionally dying, everything is untrue in faith, and he has lost confidence in his own priesthood. When the fisherman came to visit, he had a fear in his heart that could not be resolved because of the fear of war. It is not an impulsive decision to end life and become a fisherman. Faced with such heavy problems as the end and continuation of life, the pastor can say what to say in front of him without knowing what to do. The pale language strengthens the distrust of believers and also tortures the pastor even more. Thomas was cold, withdrawn, but conscientious and kind, and the fisherman committed suicide.
Thomas has been far away from all human relations due to the death of his wife. He avoided Marta, who loved him, and vented to her coldly, and then found out that without her, his world was even more terrifying. Everything returned to the original state, and he extended an invitation to her.
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