Wheeling Gull Isle spirit desire

he was stuttering and stammering in life now it seemed.

unable to move forward with this sudden self-imposed burden upon his heart. he had spent countless hours stirring in the dark, wondering if he had been stupid. blinded by sinful desires when God had placed a whole blessing before him.

but now that blessing grew beyond him it felt.

now bartholomew often felt so small before @Heda.

her all knowing gaze and her piercing words. it had been her in his dreams as he all at once thrashed awake, a choked sound in the back of his throat.

a priest collar too tight around his neck, so to speak.