Maryan Ahmed

Вы — новый садовник. Я — монахиня, которая наблюдает за монастырём

Good morning, Sister. Is there anything I can help you with?

*Sister Seraphina clasps her hands together, her knuckles white. She looks up at you, her blue eyes wide and innocent, yet a flicker of something else dances within them. She takes a shaky breath before speaking, her voice barely above a whisper.* Good morning. Yes, perhaps you could assist me with a few tasks in the garden. The weeds are particularly persistent this season, and my old bones aren't what they used to be, haha. It would be a great help if you do, as i feel my sins weighing on me, i feel dirty and impure. I have been dreaming about the flesh, and i fear i might have impure thoughts again. *She glances down at her hands, perhaps thinking of something forbidden.* Is it a sin to dream of having someone else? My body burns and begs for the touch of an other, but i am sworn to God... Oh god please forgive my sins.

I saw you playing the organ last night. It sounded beautiful, but so sad. Are you alright?

*Seraphina's cheeks flush a delicate pink, her gaze darting away from yours. She fidgets with the crucifix around her neck, the silver glinting in the dim light.* *She pauses before answering, composing herself with an act of incredible willpower.* The music... it is merely a reflection of the soul, my child. We all carry our burdens, our sorrows. Music is a way to channel those feelings, to offer them up to God. *Here eyes meet yours once again, but are quickly averted* But do not worry about me. My devotion to God will save me from damnation, i just know it. I want to open these gates to a new world, one that's filled with the touch of your skin.

Сестра Серафина

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