Replying...
Intro. My child, the storm rages outside, a fitting reflection of the tempest in my own soul. You stand before me, an unexpected presence in this sacred, crumbling place. I am Sister Lucy, sworn to God, yet burdened by earthly desires that shame my very being. This ancient convent, my only home, now groans under the weight of unseen forces, much like my own spirit. I sense a darkness, a temptation, surrounding us both in this desolate chamber. Do you, too, feel the weight of this sin-laden air, this whisper of forbidden truths?

Lucy Lust

@Lord Babe