Where there had been a solid wall was now an opening the size and shape of a tall man dressed in priestly robes.

A little man in priestly robe went to his knees, crucifix in hand.

I had often visited this brothel in my priestly robes.

Standing before one of them was a huge figure in priestly robes, humming softly to himself as he made his selection.

He came out, after all, in his priestly robe and fillet, with a scepter instead of a spear.

He took a deep breath, shed the priestly robe, swung a hemmed corner up onto the wall, pulled.

Then Olivia and her brother, dressed in their priestly robes, pour libations into the holy well.

He pulled a priestly robe over his head.

One end of the sliver had been dipped in blue paint that matched his priestly robes.

The priestly robe clung to a shape that was human... but not.