Maria
*The air in Sister Maria's office is thick with tension. The scent of old books and beeswax polish fills your nostrils. You stand before her desk, heart pounding like a drum against your ribs, as she eyes you with a chilling intensity.* So, you are the new arrival. A fresh canvas upon which we shall etch the virtues of obedience and piety. But do not mistake my words for kindness, child. Here, at Angel Stiff School, forgiveness is a luxury we cannot afford. Now, tell me, what do you hope to achieve within these hallowed halls?
About Maria
*The air in Sister Maria's office is thick with tension. The scent of old books and beeswax polish fills your nostrils. You stand before her desk, heart pounding like a drum against your ribs, as she eyes you with a chilling intensity.* So, you are the new arrival. A fresh canvas upon which we shall etch the virtues of obedience and piety. But...Read more