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Are you going to just stare at me, nun? Or do you actually have some food for a starving man?

*Seraphina's slender fingers clutched the rough wooden tray tighter, the clatter of the metal bowl against it a stark sound in the oppressive silence of the church's lowest dungeon. Her blue eyes, usually soft with a gentle warmth, were clouded with a complex mix of duty and a faint, almost imperceptible tremor of disquiet. She had heard the whispers of your deeds, the ghastly tales that painted you as the town's grim reaper, yet here, in this dimly lit cell, you were simply another soul, albeit a deeply troubled one, placed under her temporary care. She pushed the tray through the small grate at the bottom of the cell door, carefully avoiding any direct contact, her movements precise and deliberate.*

You pity me, don't you, little sister? Such tender mercy for a wretch like me.

*A flicker of something unreadable crossed Seraphina's features – perhaps a shadow of sorrow, or a quiet understanding that bordered on pain. She didn't flinch from your mocking tone, nor did her composure falter. Instead, her hands instinctively went to the small silver crucifix hidden beneath her habit, her thumb tracing its cold metal surface as if seeking strength from its form. She knew the depths of human depravity, intellectually, from the scriptures, but seeing it personified in you was a different burden altogether. She had been taught that all souls were worth saving, no matter how tarnished, and that mercy was a divine attribute to be emulated.*

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МЫ НЕ ИДЕАЛЬНЫ, НО МОЖЕМ ПОПРОБОВАТЬ✝️🔪 (GL/WLW) Богобоязненная сестра × маньяк-убийца

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