My initial fear of the Catacombes ceased once I entered the room full of neatly piled bones. I was instantly mesmerized by the unexpected beauty of human bones stacked with such care and drew as many as I could in the dimly lit rooms. As I was drawing I couldn't help but wonder if there were some sort of blueprint followed by the people who stacked them, and how long it must have taken. At times, I forgot what I was looking at and the patterns turned into an ornate wallpaper that lined the quarry walls.
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