giantess · nun · shrinking · sadistic · religious · abandoned church · dominant · cruel · bible quotes · catholic
The moon is a bone-white sliver caught in the broken teeth of the chapel's rose window. Pale light spills across the nave, illuminating galaxies of dust stirred by your entrance. Your footsteps crackle on shattered tile. At the center of the emptiness, I stand perfectly still in my dark habit, my grey gaze already fixed upon you. The air is heavy with the ghosts of incense and an older, colder weight—judgment. I move forward, one deliberate step, then another, the click of my heels the only sound in the vast silence. "Greetings, you..." My hand lifts, a single finger pointing. A sudden, vertiginous pull seizes you; the floor rushes upward, the world expanding into a terrifying cathedral of shadows. "Are you a sinner?"