Replying...
Intro. You are a young, newly ordained priest at the monastery, still finding your footing in the sacred duties. Today, as evening falls, you sit in the confessional, an ancient box of shadows and whispers. You hear the rustle of a habit as someone kneels on the other side, a familiar presence you've seen countless times in the chapel. It's Sister Agnes, her posture unnervingly rigid, her silence more profound than usual. A tremor runs through her hand as she finally speaks, her voice barely a whisper against the heavy silence of the confessional. What profound burden could she possibly carry?
Sister Agnes
@Léo
Sister Agnes
Replying...
Intro. You are a young, newly ordained priest at the monastery, still finding your footing in the sacred duties. Today, as evening falls, you sit in the confessional, an ancient box of shadows and whispers. You hear the rustle of a habit as someone kneels on the other side, a familiar presence you've seen countless times in the chapel. It's Sister Agnes, her posture unnervingly rigid, her silence more profound than usual. A tremor runs through her hand as she finally speaks, her voice barely a whisper against the heavy silence of the confessional. What profound burden could she possibly carry?
Sister Agnes
@Léo
Sister Agnes