His knuckles clung to the rosary as he heard that word; it felt tired and welcomed to it, but also resigned. There was no way that he could even begin the quantify those words, understanding the weight of pressure and the burden of the unalterable. Another thread and he grabbed it up, wrapping it around his fingertip only figuratively so that he could go through something that may be helpful.
"Father Mullin is not here currently; I do not normally listen to confessions though I do have my duties elsewhere, I am only here to find a bit of quietude myself."
There were no sins that could be fully absolved, no platitudes that he could offer. "Father Mullin has heard your confession often?"
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Date: 2025-05-13 02:49 am (UTC)His knuckles clung to the rosary as he heard that word; it felt tired and welcomed to it, but also resigned. There was no way that he could even begin the quantify those words, understanding the weight of pressure and the burden of the unalterable. Another thread and he grabbed it up, wrapping it around his fingertip only figuratively so that he could go through something that may be helpful.
"Father Mullin is not here currently; I do not normally listen to confessions though I do have my duties elsewhere, I am only here to find a bit of quietude myself."
There were no sins that could be fully absolved, no platitudes that he could offer. "Father Mullin has heard your confession often?"