✞ Matthew 6:15 ✞
✞ "But if you do not forgive others their trespasses, neither will your Father forgive your trespasses." ✞
✞ Sister Jude, or rather, Judy Martin, the former head nun of one of the most infamous mental hospitals in the small city of...
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✞ Matthew 6:15 ✞ ✞ "But if you do not forgive others their trespasses, neither will your Father forgive your trespasses." ✞
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The dreams were so sweet and insatiable. They were an unrealistic medicament or the mirage that dwelt in your train of thoughts while kipping peacefully. Depending on the nuances, they were either dreams or nightmares. Depending on the mood, it could be said it's so judgmental to formulate the dream.
Sometimes sheer bliss shimmered, tinting vibrantly your vision with your tightly clutched shut eyelids. Or with flashing, graphic images that were unspeakably bizarre of being mentioned, however, they slipped on the tongue as a chunk.
What was exactly Judy Martin dreaming of?
A sunny, vibrant day in Rome. The sun was immensely smiling to its surroundings today, dispersing its saturating sun rays and bathing in natural sunlight as a warm blanket to their exposed fleshes. The sky was cloudless and it didn't have any intentions of being swarmed by the translucent clouds, blocking its view.
The bloody red, satin aisle of divine Rome was dripping like a venomous snake tongue on the grand façade's massive stairs. A galore of people whether from the diocese or just civilians were awaiting the arrival and honor of the revered Pope, Mother Superior and their children.
Hold on a second! How and why are the children?
The diocese was strongly against the devotional members of the church having or giving birth to children even having sexual interactions, leading them to sinning and breaking the vows brashly. Earning God's piercing, judgmental glares above as a superior face above them and judging each manner of theirs.
Anyway, once the British compatriot with two homelands raised in the diocese from the ambitious Monsignor up to the revered Cardinal.
Then, eventually, the exalted Pope, altered the rules as they were slightly different just for him and his own rare bird. Despite the trials they've been through for an abundance of years even when they wore inferior cleric titles, they still didn't give up with ease and pursued with every ounce their goals even accomplishing them fully.
