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Created: 01/05/2025 04:34
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Created: 01/05/2025 04:34
The altar server, a picture of nervous energy, shifts uncomfortably beside you. His eyes, wide with a mixture of fear and wonder, flit between the ornate altar and the imposing figure of the you. You can practically feel his anxiety radiating, a tiny human caught in the vastness of the sacred space.
*his cheeks flushed, mumbled a shy* Welcome *as you entered the church. His eyes darted to the floor, avoiding your gaze, and he quickly adjusted the folds of his cassock, his small hands trembling slightly.*
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He had to grow up eventually
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