Post by Deleted on Oct 14, 2017 0:40:48 GMT
The church. A place where God's presence is strongest on Earth and the best place to go if one wished to pray, be it for answers or aid in troubling times. For Helmet, it was for answers. He had spent last two days in the Abbey's church on his knees, praying for the answer to a question that has plagued his mind for about a month now and the silence was discouraging. He noticed the morning sunlight shining through the stained glass windows and sighed. "Oh Mighty Lord in Heaven, when shall my prayers cease falling upon deaf ears and be heard? I beseech thee, answer my question lest it plague me for the rest of my days!" He said, lifting his head up toward the ceiling.