Pucci looks up as he hears someone approach. It isn’t often that people visit his chapel, much less so late in the day. And there was something….interesting about this particular visitor.
But he does not address him, simply continuing his task of dusting off the candles. If the boy wanted something, he’d need to ask for it.
【 ✮ 】— There was something strange in the figure in front of him. And it wasn’t because of him being a priest –Italy was so damn full of priests, even if the Vatican is removed from the equation. No, it was something else –something related to why his birthmark was hurting that much in the last months, and why his real father decided to haunt his dreams.
— « Excuse me, Father. » He called, stepping towards the light in order to be visible to the other, the white coat swaying along with his steps. « I am looking for a person. »
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【 ✮ 】— There was something strange in the figure in front of him. And it wasn’t because of him being a priest –Italy was...
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Pucci looks up as he hears someone approach. It isn’t often that people visit his chapel, much less so late in the day....