07-14-2012, 06:43 AM
"With whom do you make your confessions?" Again her curiosity was getting the better of her as she pried into his devotion. He had proclaimed the land as one belonging to heretics so to whom could he turn to in order to pour out every single wrongdoing or misstep no matter how minor the violation was? It was her belief that one had to confess often and take their penance. There was no a week to have gone by that she hadn't had something to confess, no matter how small it might have ended up being.
"It is a pity that the devout have dwindled in numbers." If not for the attack on her home she wouldn't have had to make such a long trek and therefore would still be tucked securely among other practitioners of the faith. Sadly that was not the case, though she had the hope that others would make it to land's end so that they might be reunited once more. But with each having gone their separate ways she had no clue what had happened to the other survivors of la Chimen, if there were even any other survivors other than herself.
"Perhaps..." She spoke softly and slowly, thinking over his words. Could she have not strayed at all and had been on the path that she had been meant to take all along. Once again she was reaching a hand up for the crucifix that dangled from her rosary and was clutching it again. She sent up a short, mental prayer to ask for guidance. Certainly another of the faith wouldn't lead her astray.
She released the religious artifact and offered up a hint of a smile. "I believe you." The words were spoken with conviction. If she were indeed on the correct path then there was no longer any need for the severe suffering. She reached down to loosen the cilice from about her leg. Though she ended up taking it a step further and removing it completely, of course she had plans to transfer it to the other leg so that her self inflicted injuries might heal. But before that she had decided to offer it up to Ithiel for closer inspection as he had shown interest in it.
She had it laid across both of her upturned palms and made to take a step closer when she swayed. It was this wave of dizziness and nauseousness that had kept her pressing on with very little rest. Her fasting couldn't end until her journey had ended so the quicker she got to her destination then the quicker she could fill her belly once more. As she had stumbled she squeezed her eyes shut and stilled herself to wait for the ailments to subside before she could try the feat again.
"It is a pity that the devout have dwindled in numbers." If not for the attack on her home she wouldn't have had to make such a long trek and therefore would still be tucked securely among other practitioners of the faith. Sadly that was not the case, though she had the hope that others would make it to land's end so that they might be reunited once more. But with each having gone their separate ways she had no clue what had happened to the other survivors of la Chimen, if there were even any other survivors other than herself.
"Perhaps..." She spoke softly and slowly, thinking over his words. Could she have not strayed at all and had been on the path that she had been meant to take all along. Once again she was reaching a hand up for the crucifix that dangled from her rosary and was clutching it again. She sent up a short, mental prayer to ask for guidance. Certainly another of the faith wouldn't lead her astray.
She released the religious artifact and offered up a hint of a smile. "I believe you." The words were spoken with conviction. If she were indeed on the correct path then there was no longer any need for the severe suffering. She reached down to loosen the cilice from about her leg. Though she ended up taking it a step further and removing it completely, of course she had plans to transfer it to the other leg so that her self inflicted injuries might heal. But before that she had decided to offer it up to Ithiel for closer inspection as he had shown interest in it.
She had it laid across both of her upturned palms and made to take a step closer when she swayed. It was this wave of dizziness and nauseousness that had kept her pressing on with very little rest. Her fasting couldn't end until her journey had ended so the quicker she got to her destination then the quicker she could fill her belly once more. As she had stumbled she squeezed her eyes shut and stilled herself to wait for the ailments to subside before she could try the feat again.