#devoutpriest

[ladyinsilk]

Burning Bright

@devoutpriest

With a considerable amount of hesitance Lucy ascended the steps of the colossal structure. Her shawl was wrapped tight around her in an effort to block out the bitter cold. Her gaze climbed the facade of the building, ending with a sight of the crucifix silhouetted against the moon. She soon faced the doors of the building and felt a shudder run through her.

What was she even doing here? God had damned her since the day she was born there had been many a helpless night where she needed him, begged for him, and was met with silence. God didn't care for her. Still though she felt inexplicable urge to go inside; even if it were only for a moment.

She drew in a slow breath then pushed open the doors to the cathedral, the first thing she noticed was the warmth that immediately enveloped her and the wonderful smell of incense burning at the alter. She closed the door behind her and walked forward, the clicks of her heels on the marble floors echoing through the space and disturbing the stillness.

[herunfailingkindness]

“Is that real or is it just in my head?"

Jessica Jones meme

“Depends. What did you see?Or do you see?”

[helreginn]

devoutpriest

helvitisbrokentoy

“Don’t panic… but I think there’s someone else in the house.”

“How do you know?” 

“I hear some thing. I don’t know what.”

[amongthcwreck-a]

:: @devoutpriest

 there was supposed to be talk for peace. something to bring an end to a war that hadn’t even started yet. yet, he thought of it like it was inevitable. and it was, he knew that. half of Arkadia was divided. one side saying that they should have peace with the grounders, the others eager for war. and he stood, unbalanced on a line that he had drawn up in the middle. unsure of where to stand completely. he tried to see all angles. like he was trying to see now. 

 the new presence in the camp was a man, one from the grounders, trying to talk about peace. something that was already starting a war. funny, wasn’t it? a war over peace. he approached him now without hesitation, although some uncertainty and distrust. “what do you think of it?” he asked, a gesture towards what they had built of Arkadia so far. a simple question just to start something. see his view of things. figure out what the grounders really thought of peace. 

[amongthcwreck-a]

my url? :o

 :: send me a url and I’ll write some positivity for it. :: accepting :: @devoutpriest

 okay, so where do I start with you? I’ve followed you on so many of my accounts that I’ve lost track of where and when I actually first saw your blog. but it was probably a while back. but we only started talking a few months ago. and you’re amazing, okay? your writing is fabulous for all like one million muses you have. every time I read one of your replies I can definitely hear your muses voice in my head. you have a really good grasp on all your characters and it’s a joy to be able to rp with you. and ooc you are a darling, I love talking with you and all the plotting that we do. you’re an awesome writer and an absolute sweetheart as a mun. and I’m glad that we actually started talking and writing with each other. can’t wait to get something started with you on here. throw all the things at me. 

[ragnarxlodbrok-blog]

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((thank you so much, same back at you!))

[ragnarxlodbrok-blog]

“You taught me the courage of stars before you left.”

SLEEPING AT LAST (ATLAS) - STARTER SENTENCES

“You have plenty of courage, my friend.I don’t believe I was the one to teach you that.”

[confessxr-blog]

X ; continued from here.

"I guess the change. We never end up seeing it until it's too late.  Day by day it just sort of sneaks up like a snake betwixt tall grass,  and then the bite. What do you think? These times ahead of us?  Will there be better or worse?"