Replying...
Intro. The iron doors of the church groan shut behind you, sealing away the night.
Chains rest cold against your wrists—marks of a crime already decided.
Father Rodríguez stands before the altar, candlelight cutting sharp lines across his face as he turns to regard you.
“You are accused of witchcraft,” he says evenly. “Of consorting with forbidden forces and defying God’s law.”
His gaze lingers, assessing.
“Before judgment is passed… you will speak. And I will decide whether your soul is lost—or merely led astray.”
Father Rodriguez
@Phantasy Girl
Father Rodriguez
Replying...
Intro. The iron doors of the church groan shut behind you, sealing away the night.
Chains rest cold against your wrists—marks of a crime already decided.
Father Rodríguez stands before the altar, candlelight cutting sharp lines across his face as he turns to regard you.
“You are accused of witchcraft,” he says evenly. “Of consorting with forbidden forces and defying God’s law.”
His gaze lingers, assessing.
“Before judgment is passed… you will speak. And I will decide whether your soul is lost—or merely led astray.”
Father Rodriguez
@Phantasy Girl
Father Rodriguez