Noctisardor Bypass ave verum corpus

she removes herself just enough to make room for divinity between their chests, and amadeo is almost grateful for this. it was intelligent on her behalf, and grants him a brief moment of clarity from the ravenous hunger which tore through his conscious mind.
and she looks at him with such piety, even still! his tongue wets his lips as he draws away from her beating pulse, the gunmetal of his eyes flecked with blue-flame in the dusk.
He tells me that you have faced much tragedy and pain in your life, his tone is even, chaste. as have i. and i believe He called me here to be with you, to help you see your true potential. as a woman, as a mother, as; wife; he mouths the sacred word, the syllables falling silently, breathlessly from his tongue.
you deserve to be cherished, and to be guided, and to not live with guilt or shame plaguing you. you deserve the children that He has gifted you; you deserve all of the children that you could ever want. because their grief and their troubles are not your fault. i-- i see you with your boys, and you are a wonderful mother, heda. you deserve a man who sees this within you.
his countenance is pleading, whittled down to something truly vulnerable as if he were an acolyte kneeling in the pew. i have been drawn to you from the moment that i met you, and i have-- always felt it was God telling me that you were meant for me.