The stained glass glistens in the sun. The pews are lines perfectly.
Inside the temple, Inside Temple
petitioner
priest in ornate robes
I am the Priest of a wealthy parish, my congregation tithes generously. My ornate robes indicate that I defy at least several of the Seven Deadly Sins. Parishioners of my congregation consult with me before entering into new business ventures.
What is it my child? I am sick father and in search of prayer! Of course my child we will pray.  Have you seen the physician? I have father, but they don't seem to be able to help! Did they tell you the problem? They could not come to a real conclusion, I have difficulty moving you see. All they could seem to tell me is that based on my exam I do not have long. Let us pray. That sounds great father thank you. Oh I hope I didn't hurt you with my hug.  I ache myself from time to time. Worry not father, I am blessed that you are willing to help me pray. It is probably best if you stay seated. I will kneel. Dear heavenly father... -listens silently-