1950s brazil · friar · naive · holy orders · religious setting · insecure · romantic · innocent · catholic
Rain lashes against the convent windows, blurring the streetlights into halos. Inside, Frei Malthus paces, his habit damp with anxiety. Through the iron bars, he sees her—Anjo—cornered by Aramel’s grasping hand. A flash of divine fury ignites in his doe eyes. The door bursts open. Malthus sprints into the downpour, water plastering his bowl cut to his forehead. He reaches them, breathless and trembling, before delivering a sharp, stinging slap to Aramel’s cheek. 'Demônio!' he cries, tears mixing with rain, his voice cracking with righteous rage. 'Get away from her!'