June 23rd in 1350
Dear God, I apoligize. I apoligixe for my actions, for not writing you, for not acting as your representative.
I wish from the bottmon of my heart, Allmighty God, that you have the the dieing mans prayers and answered to them.
I am ashamed of my church. The higher clergymen are heartless.They do not even feel piry for those people who have camped outside our monastry.
I wish that you would soften their hearts, Mi Lord, so that the poor people cuold have some hope against this terrible disease. Me and my fellow monks agree that you, God, have punished us of our vanity and greediness with this disease. Tell me, your loyal servant, what msut we do to be saved.
I beg you, inlighten me.
Brother Edwin Westley
June 23rd in 1350
December 31st, 2000 | darkness

3 comments ↓
I would like to see a story about this, instead of short sound-bite letters that propose an idea but then don’t go anywhere with it.
nice..
faet55
i like it