GC1FFKB Purgatory #2 - Envy (Traditional Cache) in Västra Götaland, Sweden created by McB and Ninjatummen

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McB.: Tack till alla som loggade denna och övriga cacher i serien. Nu är det dags att lämna lite utrymme till nya cacher.

/Ninjatummen och McB

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A cache by McB and Ninjatummen Message this owner

Hidden : 9/2/2008

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Size: Size: micro (micro)

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Geocache Description:

Purgatory #2 - Envy

This cache represents the second terrace of Purgatory. You need to visit all terraces before you are allowed into Paradise.

Then my eyes opened wider than before: I looked in front and saw shades with cloaks of the same colour as the stone. And when we were a little nearer, I heard a cry: ‘Mary, pray for us,’ and a cry: ‘Michael, Peter, and all the Saints.’ I do not believe there is anyone on earth so hardened, that they would not be pierced with compassion, at what I saw then: when I had come near them so that their features were clear to me, heavy tears were wrung from my eyes. They seemed to me to be covered with coarse haircloth: each supported the other with a shoulder: and each was supported, by the cliff. Like this, the blind, lacking means, sit near the confessionals, begging for alms, and sink their heads upon one another, so that pity may be stirred quickly in people, not only by their words, but by their aspects, that plead no less. And as the sun does not help the blind, so Heaven’s light will not be generous to the shades I speak of, since an iron wire pierces their eyelids, and stitches them completely shut, just as is done to a wild hawk, that will not stay still. By seeing others, and not being seen, I felt I did them a wrong as I went by, at which I turned to Virgil. He knew well what the dumb would say, and so he did not wait for my question, but said: ‘Speak, and be brief, and to the point.’ My counsellor was with me on the side of the terrace where one might fall, since there is no parapet surrounding it: the devout shades were on the other side, who were squeezing out tears, through the terrible seam, so that they bathed their cheeks.

The cache contains from the beginning the following items: