Against God [Under Edit And Hold]

Against God March 15 1829

The sound of worshippers of God filled the air of the small church that made its way outside, where it filled the nearby village.
Sister Arthur was spiritually moved by the monks enchantment and of his own sisters. He was in awe as he passed by the choir. Their voices raised high and low, like the tide of the full moon. The heavenly choir caused worshippers who praying nearby to break down and weep. Arthur could sing beautifully too, but it was nothing compared to those standing before  him.
His mind then traced back to father Alfred , probably still standing alone in the field.
The creep.
Arthur could never understand that man. He came from America 6 years ago, due to his country's sudden need for religious prospects and such. Alfred figured that he should return to his mother country in order to achieve his spiritual level. He trained hard, helped the poor, studied, preached, protested and read the bible about 167 times to memorize , thus causing him to reach the rank of head priest. He was greatly respected by the village and his followers. Arthur would bet he was favored by God too.
Arthur could never grasp the idea of why Father Alfred was interested in him.
Not in a romantic way.
It's just, He's made no effort to full converse with the other monks and nuns at the church. Well that had to be because it is strictly forbidden to hold any type of relationship within the religious life. To be honest, it made Arthur quite at unease when he was around Father Alfred. He actually feared for his virginity and Christian values at those times.
Nuns and monks take the vow of chastity , a vow to never marry because it is believed you are married to the church and a spouse would only bring distraction. And the idea of marrying the own sex was beyond preposterous. The church was horrified at the idea.
It was believed to be the sure ticket to hell. Arthur had this shared this belief also. How could a man love a man? A woman to a woman? The whole idea was unfathomable and very confusing to Arthur and his small church.
Arthur wasn't lying when he said he had to make it to prayers. Snapping back into reality, he rushed away from the heavenly voices and the rushed to his room in the convent. He held up his skirt with one hand and began to run , running into Sister Avageline at the corner. In surprise Arthur let go of his basket, spilling all of his roses.
Sister Avageline was a 57 year old woman who has 20 years as a nun. Her devotion to God is unquestionable. She is old, has an arched back, one bad eye and saggy cheeks covered in wrinkles on both sides of her face. He dark over cloak was heavy and clung to her, making her look more like a hunchback.
Yep she was old. Very old.
" Good God Arthur?! " she screeched clutching her left breast with her sharp pointed nailed hand, " Why are you rushing ?! What not have you been taught ? Take time in your activities my child. And watch where your going!"
" I'm sorry my sister ." Arthur said fast, his head low. His face burned as his eyes stared right at his poor roses.
Sister Avageline followed those  eyes and looked down to her shoes and saw the disarray of rosary mess. She sneered and stamped her foot over them, smothering them.
Crushing them.
Practically killing them!
Arthur looked in horror and his heart felt like it was the one under Sister Avageline's foot.
It hurt.
" Quite wasting your time on these worldly joys! Focus on God ! He is the joy and light of this world. His book is the real treasure ! Don't forget that. " she snapped at him, shaking her finger at the same time.
Arthur kept his head down and tears burned through his eyes.
This was not the first time he was scolded,punished and humiliated by his sisters at the convent. Due to reasons and manly features of him and his wish to become a nun was the center of town gossip and the nuns found this insulting. All the monks , priests and sisters looked down on him. He was made to be the outcast, the freak of the church. They could list very flaw of him and refused to talk or even touch him.
   Father Alfred was the only one who made it his duty to converse with the Arthur.
The only one who took interest in him.
He was always there for him.
      Father Alfred.