Second Psalm [Video]
[The feed is at an awkward angle. It's obviously half on its side, showing most of a room and a woman in the middle of it. She's in her underwear, which is a plain cream chemise and nothing else. There is a corset held up to her front, the cords trailing as she chases them like a cat. Her body contorts, golden hair flying about as she tries to grab the cords and tug the lacings tight.
Obviously, it isn't working. The pieces of clothing scattered about suggest she is going for this but it seems unlikely she'll ever get beyond her flimsy shift.]
Sweet God. I need a lady....and a priest.
[She smiles a bit at that. A prayer. In her underwear. Over not being able to put on more underwear or go to confession. Her gaze shifts to the Forge and she realizes it's on, lifting it to a better angle, the rosary around her neck the only stitch of clothing visible now since it's the only proper thing she has on.]
If any gentlewoman might agree to help...and if any person knows of a priest open to parishioners...I would be forever in your debt.
Obviously, it isn't working. The pieces of clothing scattered about suggest she is going for this but it seems unlikely she'll ever get beyond her flimsy shift.]
Sweet God. I need a lady....and a priest.
[She smiles a bit at that. A prayer. In her underwear. Over not being able to put on more underwear or go to confession. Her gaze shifts to the Forge and she realizes it's on, lifting it to a better angle, the rosary around her neck the only stitch of clothing visible now since it's the only proper thing she has on.]
If any gentlewoman might agree to help...and if any person knows of a priest open to parishioners...I would be forever in your debt.