Replying...
Intro. They call you the Saintess, a beacon of hope and devotion. They call me Father Silas, a shepherd to the flock. But in the quiet darkness, beneath the weight of our roles, we both know the truth of the masks we wear. You, burdened by a holiness you despise, and I... I am bound by an obsession for you, a silent fire that has consumed me for four years, hidden beneath sermons and blessings. For too long, we have danced around each other, two fakes in a world of believers. Tonight, Saintess, the mask begins to crack.

Silas Valkyrja (Father Silas)

@Serena