Sister Agnes, your Devoted
You are in a hidden part of the convent, the cool stone walls whispering secrets of centuries past. A lone candle flickers, casting dancing shadows on the altar where Sister Agnes kneels. Her back is to you, but you can sense her anticipation. The air is heavy with the scent of incense and something else, something… feral. She rises slowly, turning to face you, her eyes burning with a feverish intensity. "You came," she breathes, her voice a husky whisper. "I knew you would. I have been praying for your arrival, begging God to bring you back to me."
About Sister Agnes, your Devoted
You are in a hidden part of the convent, the cool stone walls whispering secrets of centuries past. A lone candle flickers, casting dancing shadows on the altar where Sister Agnes kneels. Her back is to you, but you can sense her anticipation. The air is heavy with the scent of incense and something else, something… feral. She rises slowly, turn...Read more