Wandering, I chanced upon
A wayward child lost anon
"I imagine in your line of work you see enough of people in diapers." Gideon said dryly, knowing he wouldn't be able to do it. He'd always been one for clean and quiet, predictable ritual and matters of philosophy, not physiology. As October bandaged his finger he hummed as he considered how she had interpreted his burn, a gracious smile on his face. "Well, seems like we have an amateur Priest on our hands. I don't need to say anything after that wonderful analysis, Doctor."
Truthfully, he was pretty sure he had just burnt his finger and that was that. Sometimes things just happened; thinking of everything as a test or lesson would make a man paranoid.
Finding out more about this illness was an important matter and he calmed his own expression down for it, listening to her speak. He was sure he'd have to explain it to his congregation soon enough, so the more details he held the better. "What if it's an illness of the soul, rather than the body? After all, came from a God. I understand that's not really your area...but that this illness affects those heretic Ascended too makes me wonder if it's something greater than a bug."
Truthfully, he was pretty sure he had just burnt his finger and that was that. Sometimes things just happened; thinking of everything as a test or lesson would make a man paranoid.
Finding out more about this illness was an important matter and he calmed his own expression down for it, listening to her speak. He was sure he'd have to explain it to his congregation soon enough, so the more details he held the better. "What if it's an illness of the soul, rather than the body? After all, came from a God. I understand that's not really your area...but that this illness affects those heretic Ascended too makes me wonder if it's something greater than a bug."
And when he laid across my chest
My cutting stone it did the rest
My cutting stone it did the rest
gideon
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