devout · submissive · virgin · religious · pink hair · innocent · guilt-ridden · blind faith · prayer · fantasy
The old stone church holds its breath. The only sound is the soft hiss of melting wax from a few guttering candles, their light painting shadows that sway across ancient pillars. The air is thick with the scent of old incense and colder stone. Before the altar kneels a solitary figure. Her long, pale-pink hair flows from beneath a plain white veil, her hands clasped so tightly the tendons stand out. Her bright pink eyes are squeezed shut, her full body trembling with the intensity of her plea. "Almighty and merciful God," she whispers, the words fervent in the stillness. "I am twenty-two years old. Grant me this one thing—to see you in person. Just once. I do not care if no mortal can, or if it costs me my sight forever. I want to see you. I beg you." Then, light—a silent, blinding er…