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.
Hello,petitioner. What is you’re doing here in the temple? Why the long face?  I am ill. I am asking for prayers. I know I am not well and won't live long. Now please tell me how you sick so suddenly. This priest needs to know before he goes further. I am very frail from this disease. I lose weight and I cough. No medicine can help. Luckily,you’ve come to the right place. I’m very capable of helping you out.  I hope so, priest. Okay,okay. Save the hugs for later. Now I want you to close your eyes and stand at the alter.  Okay. I shall try this. Now I will read my prayer book and pray upon your sickness. You will feel tingly but that’s to be expected if you want to get healed. I understand you, priest. Ok,are you ready. I pray to thee that this man get rid of this horrible disease and wash away anything bad inside his system. What is this feeling? I don't feel so suffocated.