✞29 Days since my Last Confession✞
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13th_crusader[†]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.[†]
[☨]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]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
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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!
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Madam Lilith... Might I request an audience with you?
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.[†]
[☨]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
3_hat_day emperor_cowboy teutons totally_feliks toris_lietuvos 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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Action!
Date: 2010-07-04 02:43 am (UTC)[There's a little white figure hovering around near the door frame]
No one in Ireland is able to stop them. Not even the wall did it. At least the church is still up.
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From:Action! | Oh, look. Butting in.
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From:Action! Oh hai Andy
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Date: 2010-07-04 02:56 am (UTC)[Nill came back to the church, to do what she could... and reluctantly survey the damage wrought from the fire. Saying that it was sight that could break your heart; that would not be an exaggeration for this little winged girl.
This was her only reminder of home. Her real home. Or at least it was.
Clutching the Nail of Helena between her two hands given to her by the Archbishop, being careful to avoid the sharp tip, she bit her lip and tried to keep herself together the best that she could. She wasn't going to let herself be seen crying.]
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From:... I leave for two weeks and the church is gone? what's this mess.
Date: 2010-07-04 06:28 pm (UTC)She looks positively mortified, seeing as how two weeks ago this place was...well, in tact.]
...What happened? [She murmurs to herself as she takes in the damage, not exactly wanting to interrupt Maxwell's tantrum, as it were.]
It's still there, just the foyer was burned 8)
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Date: 2010-07-05 06:01 pm (UTC)[locked]
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Date: 2010-07-07 02:55 am (UTC)You guys need help fixing the church up?
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Date: 2010-07-10 09:37 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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