Cerulean Cape raised hands

he did not spill the facts of the others yet.

that she knew she might be watched beyond the eyes of him, the eyes of God, was all she needed. bartholomew was a man of little strength in his physical form.

the same could not be said of his other inhabitants.

sin.

he spoke, deeper now, but not fearful. instead he was drenched in the unholy truth of his path. a weapon to wield against those who thought they could do no better.

he had been there.

he had returned.