[This is the best of him pretending to concede as he can do!]
I. Said. Hal-le-lu-jah.
[Long after the Cardinal had retrieved her sibling, and the wary robbed man left, Enrico kept to the backroom, nursing his stomach with tiny sips here and there of a bottle of water he had pilfered from a supply closet at the Highschool.
He sat at the edge of his bed, breathing into the blood bespeckled handkerchief, almost wishing he hadn't been born in his present period of time. His hardships in the church seemed so much more grander than what the year 3000 presented. Then again, he reminded himself that faith without hard works was dead.
And he convinced himself that's the farthest thing he'd ever be.]
[Comment Log]
I. Said. Hal-le-lu-jah.
[Long after the Cardinal had retrieved her sibling, and the wary robbed man left, Enrico kept to the backroom, nursing his stomach with tiny sips here and there of a bottle of water he had pilfered from a supply closet at the Highschool.
He sat at the edge of his bed, breathing into the blood bespeckled handkerchief, almost wishing he hadn't been born in his present period of time. His hardships in the church seemed so much more grander than what the year 3000 presented. Then again, he reminded himself that faith without hard works was dead.
And he convinced himself that's the farthest thing he'd ever be.]