Prompt from here.
The young man stood still under the Holy Mother’s statue.
His amber eyes jerked everywhere as if afraid of anyone noticing his presence.
The heavy rain outside had him soaked from the top of the golden strands to the end of his soles, but he didn’t seem to care.
Qui tollis pecata mundi
Silently, he opened the wooden door beside him.
He then entered the tiny, dark room and dropped to his knee, crying.
Donna eis requiem
And although he knew that nobody was there…
“Forgive me Father, for I have sinned–”
Donna eis requiem.