13th_crusader: (Maxwell - No Laments)
[]Habakkuk 1:2-4

O Lord, how long shall I cry, and Thou wilt not hear! Even cry out unto Thee of violence, and Thou wilt not save!
Why dost Thou shew me iniquity, and cause me to behold injustice? Why dost Thou tolerate wrong? Destruction and violence are before me; there is strife, and conflict abounds.
Therefore the law is paralyzed, and justice doth not prevail: for the wicked doth compass about the righteous; therefore wrong judgment proceedeth.
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[☨]Upon his knees, nearly prostrate, the archbishop sits upon the remains of the foyer. As the Holy Spirit would have it, the flames were dowsed and those inside were whisked to safety by [livejournal.com profile] 3_hat_day [livejournal.com profile] emperor_cowboy [livejournal.com profile] teutons [livejournal.com profile] totally_feliks [livejournal.com profile] toris_lietuvos [livejournal.com profile] morphinbirdboy.

The threshold was charred, the back window was shattered, and the back pews, carpet, and tapestries were blackened, yet there was nothing that could not be saved and refurbished. Escaping by the skin of their necks was the only thing he was grateful for--Whilst the other 90% of himself was seething at the lack of judgment.

In Maxwell's quavering hand was fisted the 30 silver coins he had used to pay the Pope's ransom. He snarled as the livid hatred boiled up in him and tossed the shimmering coinage into the middle of the temple.
[☨]

There is no justice, Lord! None! I do not believe a single solitary soul can even fathom it in this misbegotten place!

[LOCKED to Lilith; 85%]

Madam Lilith... Might I request an audience with you?

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Enrico Maxwell

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