Otter Creek innocent iii

he knows rejection of the truth when he sees it. the girl all but shatters before him, crumbling, tumbling down the slope, and he can do nothing but watch.
he wished to comfort her, to scoop her into his embrace and show her the fuzziness of times now left to rot in the back of her mind. but he could not; would not. it was not for him to do. not yet.
ultimately, faith was in her hands.
it's okay to let it out, his voice is calm, soft as velvet. but perhaps instead of being angry with Him for not answering your call, you should wonder whether or not you are shouting loud enough.