I'd say, I like the weather today. The clouds seems like thin grey smoke fleeting in the sky. The rain just subside for a couple of hours now. It's past 5 PM and I could already hear the church's bell echoing for the afternoon mass. The wind blew and it brings chills into my bones. Suddenly, a hopeful realization hit me.
All this time, God is listening to me. My prayers are answered greatly.
It's just that I'm too naive to distinguish his works. Who would have thought that I'll stumble upon and get deceived by a devil dressed like a seraphim.
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