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Midnight Flame

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last update 公開日: 2026-05-26 17:29:41

I couldn’t sleep anymore.. The stone walls of my small cell felt like they were closing in, even though the window was cracked open to let in the cool night air inside.

I lay on my narrow bed in nothing but my thin white nightgown, staring at the wooden crucifix on the wall. Sister Mary, Twenty-four and two years since I took my final vows--Two years of purity, prayer, and holiness. My only husband is God.

And yet, have I was, my body was burning.

It had started months ago. Dreams that
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