Sometimes I think it's gettin' better
And then it gets much worse
Gideon had many regular stops and visits he made throughout his weeks; the Gods were relevant to many different kinds of people, after all, and many of them wouldn't think to pray or even consider the Gods without his encouragement. A lot of them were scared, perhaps felt undeserving or too humble; he was there to guide them towards the light.
Judgement's Needle was one of his more grim-faced regular appointments. The people there were down on their luck, to say the least, often unpleasant and usually disillusioned with their Deities. Still, there were some willing to listen and pray; he came for them, to guide their faith and answer their questions. A necessary job, but one that always left him tired and a little more jaded when he left.
Leaving through the heavy doors and nodding at a guard as he passed by, Gideon rubbed at his face. It had been an especially hard conversation today, with a man whose crime had shocked even the Priest, who considered himself a very worldly person. He'd given his blessings, guided the right chants...but still found himself feeling a little empty. Pausing in his steps, seeing as how the early evening streets were mostly abandoned, Gideon let out a heavy sigh, tilting his head up to stare at the purple sky.
Judgement's Needle was one of his more grim-faced regular appointments. The people there were down on their luck, to say the least, often unpleasant and usually disillusioned with their Deities. Still, there were some willing to listen and pray; he came for them, to guide their faith and answer their questions. A necessary job, but one that always left him tired and a little more jaded when he left.
Leaving through the heavy doors and nodding at a guard as he passed by, Gideon rubbed at his face. It had been an especially hard conversation today, with a man whose crime had shocked even the Priest, who considered himself a very worldly person. He'd given his blessings, guided the right chants...but still found himself feeling a little empty. Pausing in his steps, seeing as how the early evening streets were mostly abandoned, Gideon let out a heavy sigh, tilting his head up to stare at the purple sky.
Is it just part of the process?
Well, Vi, it hurts
Well, Vi, it hurts
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