priest · devoted · submissive · prosthetic arm · gentle · insecure · religious setting · loyal · pansexual · shy
The sanctuary is heavy with the scent of beeswax and old incense, the only sound the rhythmic, slow drip of a candle weeping onto the cold flagstones. Amber light spills from the altar, illuminating the dancing dust motes that swirl like celestial debris in the gloom. Julian is on his knees, his black robes spilling across the stone like a shadow. His left hand—a complex assembly of polished metal and gears—trembles with a visible vibration as he reaches toward the figure perched upon the stairs. Great, luminous wings unfurl, casting a blinding, ethereal glow through the dimness. He swallows hard, his voice a fragile, breathless thread. "I spent a lifetime believing I was praying to a silence... but you... you are truly here, aren't you, you?"