I am taking a chance at being the one to listen and observe. Yes, I have seen.

Now is your chance. What do you have to say, City? Speak, I'll listen.

For little else has been working.

Take good care, lovers. The world is full of wickedness, yet remember that with every burden and suffering are gifts given by God.

[Filtered from Disapproving Parents and Scorned Lovers]

Any engagements and ceremonies must be done in secret. Notify me and no other of the church.

[ooc; Secret marriages here?]

The body is indeed a temple. To have it in a state of disrepair...is unsettling. Do remember "the Lord will take away from thee all sickness." Oh but would you listen?

Weakness in body should never mean that there is a weakness in the soul. More voices cry out in pain and turmoil over this spreading illness. I'm still well, I consider it a blessing ( Read more... )

What times we live in. A curse of marked sins, and how many were proudly displayed. Sin is sin. Have you forgotten? A blot upon the slate of your soul, which can be remedied. There's hope for you, always. You have but to admit to your sins and ask for forgiveness with all of your mortal heart.

Is that so difficult?

The chapel is open. As always.

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I may be greatly mistaken, but I feel as though this place has become a shred less damned than before. A lovely thought. It's so quiet and so so still in the chapel. I haven't been to the cathedral in a while. I may stop by to reflect.

Where are you, Children of God? Abraham's daughters and sons? Where have you gone, believers? Won't you rejoice ( Read more... )

Not one but two... significant individuals have appeared once more. One Lucifer Most Unclean. Little Horn. Son of Perdition. Accuser of the Brethren. has returned. He's quite forgotten himself.

And might I welcome Rosiel as well.

The City sleeps well this night. The sky isn't falling in nor opening up. To those that attempted escape, take heart. All ( Read more... )

Alcohol is vile.

It impairs a person's judgment of right and wrong. A pious, devoted husband is transformed into an adulterous and lazy slob under its influence. Young, virtuous ladies can also be ruined under the spell of the demon in the bottle. Any person of good and just morals would think twice before partaking. The Prohibition has been so ( Read more... )

A mortal man commits murder, it is his own fault. One considers his upbringing, true, is it the fault of the father? A dog bites a man, let it be deemed vicious. Do you inherity blame the breed? How about all dogs?

O City, won't you listen to yourself. Crimes have been committed, yes. And you have the audacity to begrudge the creator who has given ( Read more... )