Temptation/desire
From Create Your Own Story
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"I'm sorry, my child, but I feel I cannot help you if I am a source of these unclean thoughts." | "I'm sorry, my child, but I feel I cannot help you if I am a source of these unclean thoughts." | ||
| - | Durham's voice is shaking badly, and you can hear him rattling with the door on his side of the confessional as he makes a rather unprofessional exit | + | Durham's voice is shaking badly, and you can hear him rattling with the door on his side of the confessional as he makes a rather unprofessional exit. You stand up and emerge from your side just as he does, and you can see that he is indeed shaking. His face is marvelously flushed, his cheeks burning scarlet. ''That's probably not the only place he's burning'', you muse. |
His eyes take you in with a hurried glance before he makes a hasty turn to leave you. | His eyes take you in with a hurried glance before he makes a hasty turn to leave you. | ||
Current revision as of 03:38, 13 March 2012
You can hear Father Durham's sharp intake of breath.
"No, no, that is very wicked!" he groans, "You must cast off these feelings; they are polluting you and will lead to no good!"
"But Father, I can't help these feelings, I cannot simply cast them away! This desire I feel makes me ache and will not stop torturing me until it is fulfilled!"
"I'm sorry, my child, but I feel I cannot help you if I am a source of these unclean thoughts."
Durham's voice is shaking badly, and you can hear him rattling with the door on his side of the confessional as he makes a rather unprofessional exit. You stand up and emerge from your side just as he does, and you can see that he is indeed shaking. His face is marvelously flushed, his cheeks burning scarlet. That's probably not the only place he's burning, you muse.
His eyes take you in with a hurried glance before he makes a hasty turn to leave you.
