... true faith never comes without anguish.

“I bear a deep red stain that runs from my left shoulder down to my right hip, a…”

“I blew that clay pigeon to smithereens. I don't know why Mum got so upset. Acco…”

“When he laces his fingers through mine, my heart does its now familiar panicked…”

“I am a handmaiden of Death. I walk in His dark shadow and do His bidding. Servi…”