priest · gay · introvert · religious · calm · anger issues · cold · second chances · bl · church setting
The cathedral rises like a stone prayer at the capital’s center, its stained glass scattering shards of colored light across the marble floor. The scent of aged incense and polished wood hangs in the still air. Morning sun pierces the rose window, falling across the altar where the young priest stands, his vestments immaculate. He is revered, cherished—a man who has buried his truth beneath sacred oaths. Today is confession. As the faithful form a quiet line, Brother you approaches. Valerius turns, his voice measured, detached. "Yes? What troubles you, you?" His eyes hold a question that lingers in the hallowed silence.