Against God [Under Edit And Hold]

Against God March 23 1829

It was quite windy today. Everything around them was swirling as if it was in a magic spell. Skirts flew up, causing the women of the village to turn red. Hats blew off the merchants as they made their way to work. Laundry hanging up to dry flew out onto the next neighbor's yard. The wind also made a big, hallow and haunting noises within the large and empty church walls.
Father Alfred was amused. Damn sure is windy he thought as he clutched his cloak tighter and cut right through the wind on his journey to the church.
He looked up to the front pathway and saw sister Arthur.
He looked absolutely adorable by clutching his coif and how his eyes squinted as he tried to push through the raging blows of nature. Alfred couldn't help but chuckle to himself.
Alfred then noticed that Arthur was holding something. He himself squinted his eyes to make out that Arthur was holding, which was a large basket filled with cheese, bread, bottles of some sort and a blanket. Sister Arthur protected the basket - more like hide it- under his cloak and began to walk past father Alfred and into the village.
" Sister!" Alfred called out to his raising his arm and smiling. Sister Arthur looked up and turned bright pink. Shaking his head he muttered something to the wind and returned a fake smile to Father Alfred.
" Father Alfred !" He replied, " what a..pleasant ..surprise meeting you here !" They both kept on walking until they came face to face.
Father Alfred looked down to the basket hidden under Arthur's cloak.
" so sister...what you got there?" He asked pointing to the basket. Arthur's face turned slightly pink this time then he sighed. " You saw me then ?"
" Yeah. Who is that for?"
Arthur looked down at his shoes for a long time. Father Alfred kept shifting and tapping his foot, wanting and waiting  for his answer.
" Can you..keep a secret? " asked Arthur quietly.
Alfred laughed very loudly. " Nope. But any secret you have may not even be worth keeping , so better just tell me anyways !" He piped. Arthur winced at his comment.
Alfred then felt a sudden guilt and his smile pulled into a sad frown. " Sister I-"
" please follow me " Arthur interrupted walking right past him. Alfred sighed and followed him deep into the village.
Me and my god damn big mouth. I insult the person I care about right in front of me! Stupid me! Stupid me! Stupid stupid stupid stupid !! Alfred mentally scolded himself.
Arthur didn't bother to see if he was being followed or not. He didn't care any less that Alfred did.
The two of them passed by peasants and children. Vendors were out yelling that their product will leave you with satisfaction. Some gypsy women were nearby dancing , their body wiggling like snakes and clothes half open. Arthur shuddered and looked on ahead, cursing those half naked fools. Alfred on the other hand, absorb the sight. He was a priest after all. Gotta live a little.
The two waked right out of the village and into the forest that grew nearby. A few yards in, Alfred saw a man lying up against a stump of a tree and shivering. Arthur quickly revealed his basket and rushed to the man's side.
Alfred kept his distance and watched Arthur closely.
Arthur spoke in a very soft manner to the scrawny man.
" Mr. Alphonse ..can you hear me?"
Alphonse  was as scrawny as a starving cat. He wore loose and torn brown baggy last and a long tan shirt. His feet were bare, cracked and bleeding a bit. His face was shrunken in, but his eyes were full of fear. They were red and full of horror. The man was shaking uncontrollably and he rubbed himself with his hands.
" I-I-I-I- it was t-t-terrible....they c-cries were ssssatan-n-nac...ahhhh! " he screamed and curled himself into a tight ball. Arthur immediately set aside the food and pulled the man into a tight embrace.
" Shssh..." He cooed softly .." Your Okay..everything will be alright.." Alphonse immediately  stopped shaking and clutched Arthur tightly. Arthur's head shot up and his piercing green eyes looked directly into Alfred's crystal blue ones.
Alfred jumped a little.
The sky was starting to become dark, but the wind died down.
Alfred shook his head as if to shake away his surprise  and his face drew serious. " Yes, sister. What can I do?"
Alphonse  was now calmed down. Alfred managed to bandaged his feet and slowly fed him bread and wine. Arthur kept talking to him and holding his hand. He paused and  reached into the basket to pull out a cloth satchel, blanket, and a bottle of clean water.
" Here " he said placing the materials into the alphonse's lap . " This is for your journey . I hope you find help very soon. My prayers will be with you. " he got up and beckoned Alfred to do the same.
Alfred looked at Arthur in surprise. " Wait..we should be bringing this man to the church or a doctor ! He needs medical attention and as well as -"
    Alphonse  abruptly got up and swung the satchel over him and carried the blanket and the can of water. He wobbled at first but then pushed past Arthur, who was in the way, and disappeared into the forest.