Sermon Two | Text

[inheavenslight]

I have been here for a week, and so far I have learned the following things:

1.) Nothing here makes sense.
2.) Animals are not supposed to talk, and they do. I think I prefer birds when they didn't have conversations outside my window.
3.) Everyone seems to carry their witchbook around, people should lock them up someplace.
4.) There are a lot of strange folks here with odd ways.
5.) What is there to do besides sit around?
6.) Why am I even writing this in here? Note to self: invest in a journal.

Comments

[inheavenslight]

Correct, they trained me from as soon as they could so I could do my job as soon as possible.

[breezing]

Why're you the Judge? I mean, how did they know? How do you know? Can you do anything special?

[inheavenslight]

I was found in a Church by the sea, when I was younger I could tell things about people that they tried to hide away from everyone. When I spoke of this, they knew I was it.

[breezing]

Can you still do that here?

[inheavenslight]

Not to the point that I could, but I shouldn't be trying it anyways. I should only do my duty like that when the church deems it needed.

[breezing]

Hm-mm. Isn't that a hard job?

[inheavenslight]

I really don't know, I never had any other jobs to compare it to.

[breezing]

Well, do you ever get sad about decisions you have to make?

[inheavenslight]

I sometimes do, because a lot of people have so much potential, then I remind myself what I am doing is good for all.

[breezing]

So how'd you meet Abel?

[inheavenslight]

He applied to a job to work for the church and was assigned to me.