inheavenslight | Sermon One | Accidental

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Sermon One | Accidental | Voice

[There was the sounds of birds chirping, leaves moving in the wind and the sound of someone mumbling to themselves.] This is not good at all- what if the Church thinks I ran away?

[Now the sound of grass rustling as someone is walking around.] But I have wings- so, maybe this is a dream? Maybe some symbolism? What do wings represent? Um. [There is more pacing.] Wings. Wings. Wings.

In the fifth book and the third sermon, Mother Monoya said 'And thusly The Lady felt as if she had wings, and was moving further from the body of the Dei-' [A gasp.] Nonono- Does this mean I am only moving further from the Church? But in the seventh sermon she said 'The Lady knew her spirit could soar and look down on the peoples of the lands, to see the full body of the Deity and learn of em.' So maybe its a sign because I am still ground bound that while I have wings I have the potential to fully learn of the Deity but I am stuck here by my own insecurities. What would Abel say?

What would HE say?

He would say: You're thinking too much about the symbolism, so why don't you just enjoy the idea of fliting around with my birds. But- there has to be a reason why I am dreaming about this. I have never dreamed about wings before. So, I will pretend I am on a journey in my dreamworld in my mind.

Maybe I will learn something and can bring it back to the waking world if I remember it. Which I won't. Because really, who remembers dreams in that much detail? What is this? [Suddenly the journal is picked up. There is a bespectacled man with gray eyes and light blond hair. He narrows his eyes as he looks over the journal and realizes it is recording. Suddenly, the expression quickly changes, from one curiosity, to fear to neutral. Almost blank. Luce can see other people in it, so he knew that he had to be impersonal- be The Judge.]

To whom is using this…device-

['It is a dream right? So, it can’t be witchcraft, right?' He thinks to himself]

I require some information on this locale and perhaps someone could tell me why I have wings.

[Why ponder symbolism when one can simply have it spelled out to him. His mind would be nice and tell him, right? Right!]

I have just arrived, and judging from other notes I have seen, others have just arrived too.

[Luce paused as he tried to think of how to sort this out mentally.]

I know it is improper of me to read into their personal affairs, so perhaps could someone be so polite to tell me the answers to the basic questions:

Who is in charge here?
What am I doing here?
When is this?
Where am I?
and How did I get here?

[Luce pauses for a few more moments, feeling out the next sentence in his mouth.]

Of course, it would be rude of me to ask so much without properly introducing myself, I am The Judge of Sancia.

[After all, Luce is amongst people now. So, he wasn’t Luce. He had a role he had to act out and he would. Oh he wanted to look into those other entries, but if this were a dream they would probably be talking about potatoes and the color orange and how orange could be such an ugly color in many situations. And rude after all, he couldn’t just let people know he was sneaking around reading- and Abel said not to do that unless he was working.]

And I am quite new here.

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[Luce scowls at the woman a little.] I have never heard of those places, so I would not expect to be there. But thank you for clarifying that I am not dreaming.

...You are a man of religion that has not heard of heaven or hell? [A beat.] You are not from any variation of my world, then.

That seems to be a common theme, I come from the country of Sancia.

Most certainly not from my world. As far as I am aware, there is no such country.

[For a second, it is obvious the idea of someone not knowing of his homeland disturbs him. He is still trying to adapt to the idea of the idea of what is going on. He digs his toes into the dirt a little as he tries to secure an even look on his face.]

How very unfortunate, and where do you come from?

Normandy, France. I do not suppose such a place exists in your world?

[Because that would give them something in common. As it stands he's religious and borderline irritating. He has yet to cross the line.]

No, it does not. [He mouths the location, trying to understand it. He decides that Normandy, in fact, sounds like a type of cheese or custard.] But from what I have seen in this- book. [Which he will dump as soon as he gets the chance.] There are many places I haven't heard of. [Along with lots of names he thinks sounds ugly.]

This is a place of many people from many worlds. Some come from the same. Some are from different points of time in the worlds they share. [She lifts a shoulder.] After a month or so you become accustomed to it.

[He just stares some more at that, all of it going above his head.] That. Makes zero sense.

Which part of what I said do you find difficult to believe?

Different worlds and different times, as if time was something manipulable.

Depending upon one's world, it can be.

Time, is not like a wind-up box.

As far as my world is concerned, it is linear. I cannot speak for the rest of the village- but the fact remains. Some are here from one point in their world, others a later, or earlier point.

Which makes no sense.

There are small, brightly colored talking ponies in this village. When and where people are pulled from are the least of your problems when it comes to things making sense.

What? [colorful talking ponies, what?]

Colorful talking ponies. Several, since I last checked. They are quite sweet once you get to know them.

Horses, no matter the form, are never sweet.

What sort of horses have you met?

The beasts of burden that can kill you by stepping on you.

They are large, yes, but so long as you do not spook them, they shouldn't step on you.

If it has the potential it will do it when given the chance.

I've the potential to stab a man as much as I've the potential to cure them. It does not make me any more likely to do it than my job.

Yes, but you are also not an animal.

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