He can’t ever have a normal night. He freezes up when he hears someone behind him. He whips his head around to get a look at whoever had snuck up behind him. “Hello?-“

He was dressed in the typical priest casual wear with a cardigan. He looks like a rabbit that’s about to bolt at any sudden movements. “And why is that…?”

Oh. He wasn’t expecting that. A small blush forms on Cyrus’s face as he looks into the other’s eyes. The eyes staring back at him were a leafy green. “Ah… you’re not human, are you?”

I hope everyone has a blessed Good Friday.

“Everything is possible for the one who believes.” - Mark 9:23

For when I am weak, then I am strong. - 2 Corinthians 12:10

Happy Easter everyone! He is risen!

I can feel the fall breeze in the air coming. Can’t wait for Autumn.

“I was just going for a scroll. Clearing my mind is all.” He fiddles with the cross he wore around his neck. Mostly as a fidget toy, and less evoking the Lord. He looks to the side sheepishly.

“No, I was not aware of what lives here. But I’m guessing more not humans.” He looks down to the cross he was fiddling with. “Oh, I suppose I am. Subconsciously. I fiddle with it when I’m nervous.”

“A little bit- with all this talk of danger… perhaps I should be going then.” The crucifix was worn down from years of being touched when nervous.

Oh goodness, things are active again.

“And am I safe alongside the most dangerous creature in the forest? Or does the most dangerous creature residing here have something in store for me?”

Saint Michael the Archangel by Wolfgang Andreas Heindl, ca.18th century

“…Much appreciated. I was unaware these woods had such an active supernatural community. I just wanted to clear my head.”

Goodness it’s been some time.

Palm Sunday is this upcoming weekend and Good Friday in a week.