[The caressing pressure that weaved it's way about his agonized soul, seemed to coax his vocals apart, and allow his quiet dulcet to quiver past imperturbable lips.]
Mi dispiace... Pater..
[Never had those words passed his teeth in sincerity or even begrudgingly. They were almost foreign on his tongue, yet spoken with such a chilling passion that it fit his demeanor like a sheathe.]
Mi dispiace tanto.
[Never. Never had he felt more sorry than he did the moment those church doors had slammed shut, closing off the last sight of his coveted protector. Leaving him to know that without him, he was truly alone in the world. And never had he wanted forgiveness for this grave trespass more than now.]
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Date: 2010-08-11 07:32 am (UTC)Mi dispiace... Pater..
[Never had those words passed his teeth in sincerity or even begrudgingly. They were almost foreign on his tongue, yet spoken with such a chilling passion that it fit his demeanor like a sheathe.]
Mi dispiace tanto.
[Never. Never had he felt more sorry than he did the moment those church doors had slammed shut, closing off the last sight of his coveted protector. Leaving him to know that without him, he was truly alone in the world. And never had he wanted forgiveness for this grave trespass more than now.]
Ti ...prego ...perdonami.