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Ezme walked through the church courtyard, feeling the sun beating over her, heating her underneath her habit. Her arms were weighed with groceries for the churches kitchen, and her sisters had helped her along with all but the laste bag. Her temptation curled in her belly, the wine bottles for the communion clinking gently together. She had been sober for over 2 years, completely, but a free things she knew would nibble at her gently, like a lover in the dark. She didn't want even a sip without a prayer, fearing that she would find herself trying to down.the whole bottle. She was lucky enough to have steeled herself this long, and she walked up the steps to enter the churches halls. 'Great Redeemer, you do well to challenge me everyday' she honored in her mind as she forced herself to push the temptation away. Wine today. Yesterday, a handsome man in the congregation had been eyeing her, making her shamefully warm. He was a good man thankfully, but she wished only to give herself to the God's. Ezme walked by the library, looking in for a moment to the history and relics as she always had in this early evening, but one thing always stood out in the large room of stories and scripture. The Pedestal that carried the ancient book, said to house a dark entity. It had been untouched by anyone but the priest and the most fervent of the Nuns, as only a Pure soul was to handle it and monitor its condition and wards. Ezme wondered, briefly every day if she would one day be able to look at it closer, if her soul was cleansed enough to protect it like her sisters.
She brushed a pink lock from her eyes and turned away quickly, knowing her curiosity would make her fall into trouble. She walked to the kitchen to drop off the bottles of wine.
She brushed a pink lock from her eyes and turned away quickly, knowing her curiosity would make her fall into trouble. She walked to the kitchen to drop off the bottles of wine.