He moves in mysterious ways

*Faith* · Updated 04/30/23:

Faith was quickly becoming the clear winner of her siblings in terms of height, she figured that out of all of them she would be the only one to be able to look eye to eye to her mother though both Modesty and Pont weren't much smaller than herself. This was drawn into stark reality as Toxicity approached, shaking Faith from her brooding. She blinked, the light pulsing of her markings offering a slight soft glow to the whole thing.

The question her mother aimed at her caused a flood of emotions to stir in Faith's chest and the girl had to take a deep breath to keep herself from breaking down at the simple prompting. The girl was determined to embody god's grace in all things and her emotions felt so very very... mortal. She didn't think it was shameful to have them but there was some fear in showing this kind of weakness in front of her mother, not for fear of her mother but due to Faith's own sense of self, she feared her mother could tear that all down simply by letting her indulge in her own mortal emotions. But she also couldn't deny her...

"I- " She attempted to speak, a false start catching in her throat. Faith closed her eyes for a moment, took a deep breath and tried again: "I've been afflicted with doubts as of late." Her dual-toned gaze was on her blue-toned paws, sliding her eyes slightly towards her mother but not yet able to bring herself to meet her gaze. "I have noticed for some time that... well that I notice things others do not. Voices... sometimes images... and no one else seems to notice them." At first she had never suspected that she was any different than anyone else. "For a long time I tried to ignore them, and I still can a lot of the time but sometimes they're so loud." Her voice pitched into a whisper and she ducked her head as if she was fighting against the noise right now, though it was almost deafeningly quiet as if to make a fool of herself right now.

"Recently... recently they've made me scared." Faith tried and failed to keep her voice from shaking as she slowly lifted herself back up again, sliding her gaze up, searching, searching, searching for her mother, her comfort. "What if this is a sign? What if God is punishing me... or rejecting me?"

"Speech"

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