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Chapter LXV

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"What ever you think or feel let others be"

Frans

Room 313

 

Passage: Salvator

Chronicle

Frans received the Diary of an Angel in person from Rutger Sikkens aka Ruggi on the 8th of August of 2012, in Amsterdam, Netherlands. He placed his Memories and Dreams in the Diary which was to record the sounds of 8 minutes of chimming the bells of the Zuider Kerk (South Church) of Amsterdam. The chimming took place on the 9th of August 2012 at 5 pm. "In total we chimmed for eight minutes, starting solo with the largest bell named Salvator, for 1 minute; smallest bell joined and both chimmed for one minute together. At the beginning of the 3rd minute the other two bells joined and we stopped after 8 full minutes." - Frans Van Rossum. His chapter, is Chapter LXV (65th). The passage Salvator  leads to room 313 of the third floor Inert Sea of the City of Gold, which he watches over. His color is pink and he received a pink goose quill from Halkios (room 713). 

Moments from the Diary's Passage

 

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Opening the Door

Frans' Door  will give you access to his biography and it will open when the Diary reaches one of 91 places in Cyprus affiliated with the project. Beyond the door below you will find about the artist and his works and  his relation with the project.You can find more about the official campaign of the Diary of an Angel and about the journey in Cyprus called Odoiporiko (Οδοιπορικό) by clicking on Connect and Collaborate, on the left. 

Fran's Door

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