The Augury

Part 33

~~Narrated ~~

[Silas ]
Silas walked into the St Roman catholic church, he was not burning up or having that creepy feeling because of walking inside what's called a  holy place,  this was him showing off that he might have been called names like a demon, the fallen, even satan his wings might have been clipped but all in all he can still walk into what we call his holy place because he is after all his child and was once faithful to his word and no man or creature can take that away from him.  

He continued to whistle and walked in looking at the engraved crystal ceramic windows with pictures of angels and Jesus on the cross, he laughed so hard shaking his head, he made his way to the pear and lit a candle 

" for all the souls I have corrupted " he mumbled as he blew the match stick 

The sound of hills clicking on the wooden floor made him smile, the sweet scent of perfume made his blood heat up 

" Good afternoon, " a polite lady voice said, she was one of the Church ushers, she looked so innocent so angelic that Silas felt intrigued by her beauty.
To him it was not about corrupting the innocent to do wrong but how easy they give in to lust and temptation.

him: " It's a beautiful day good afternoon to you too" 
The lady  shyly smiled pulling her sweater over her shoulder, looking at this handsome dark skin guy with the most mysterious eyes she has ever seen, its how he looked at her that made her skin have goosebumps 

her: " ooh... how may I assist you sir " she flashed him a smile, which was more of an invite to him to moved close to her closing the gap between them 
him: "I need to make a confession " 

The lady swallowed it how he smells, how his tall straight structure hovered over her tiny petite body,  how his aura made her wish she was not at church, was this even godly for her to have an illicit fantasy about a strange man standing in front of the pulpit. 

him: " you see my sister I have sinned, my past-future, and present is dark I wish the dark cloud to shine some kind of a rainbow over me " 
The young lady blinked rapidly her throat became dry she was under his spell 

him: " can you help me with that? can somebody see that I'm only a soul who wishes that life can not be this cruel towards me ... are you the one to help me? " 
lady: uu.....hm " 
Silas inhaled the sweet strawberry smell of her lip bum

" BUSISIWE !!" 

A commanding voice from the Priest made the young girl jump, it was as if she was poured with cold water as she blinks and realized the strange man standing too close to her,  she moved away pulling her already long dress down, she avoided eye contact with the strange tall man standing next to her, shame washed over her, she was in the holy place to have been having such thoughts of fornication with this strange man, what has gotten over her? she asked herself.

Silas smiled, licking his lip and running his thumb on his lower lip, this was not over in his books, not by long-short, she just became one of his prey and he plans to have a feast with her.

The man in a white clerical collar made his way close to Busisiwe but stopped in his tracks when he realized who Silas was 

Priest: " Busisiwe please leave us " 

Busisiwe: " yes father " she rushed out with her heart pounding but like any other human she had a little dark side in her that debated with her good side and clouded her thoughts with what " if 's"  and "could have", she found herself turning her head and looking back at the mysterious man her eyes locked with Silas as he side smiled and winked at her, Busisiwe almost tripped as her eyes widen and dash out. 

" you not welcome here," the Priest said looking at Silas, 
Silas started laughing " mmmm I don't think so...Priest Adams right?"
Priest: " This is no place for a thing like you " 

Silas: " nceee ..nceee .... nceee  the things that come out of your mouth Priest Adams, I mean as a man of God you should be familiar with Jesus’ words, “Do not judge.” Hence, he counseled his followers Stop judging that you may not be judged, for with the judgment you are judging, you will be judged and with the measure that you are measuring out, they will measure out to you. Why, then, do you look at the straw in your brother’s eye but do not notice the rafter in your own eye? Or how can you say to your brother, ‘Allow me to remove the straw from your eye,’ when you look! a rafter is in your own eye? Hypocrite! First, remove the rafter from your own eye, and then you will see clearly how to remove the straw from your brother’s eye the only person who not welcomed here is you, is it not a sin to drink while you are ordained by the  church to offer the sacraments?"

Priest: " Get out !! " 

Salis: " but I'm still having fun .... you know in my past life I was a Pastor I know same cloth with different shades right? The main difference between Pastor and Priest is that the Pastor is an ordained leader of a Christian congregation and Priest is a person authorized to lead the sacred rituals of a religion "

Silas said walking around
"I really love that job hanse is the reason why I think of doing it again with your help off cause bra Adams " 
He busts out and laughed

Priest: " what do you want ? " he knew that this was not a social visit, with his heart  beating fast it gave him away to Silas that his shaking even God-fearing man shake when they sense humiliation or  death knocking on their door,
 
He thought about what If his drinking addiction was exposed he will be stripped off his collar and with vultures of  Social Media the church dignity will be destroyed but on the other hand, The idea of death, the fear of it, haunts the human animal in him like nothing else which made Silas laugh even harder

Silas: " well  now we finally talking business, you see Father Adams you like it or not you going to give me what I went one way or the other "
The priest started crying he ran his hand on his face

Silas: you see two days ago you received a call about one of your loyal servant who passed on, I'm just here to tell you that don't bother yourself with preparing for the funeral I will take over from here"

Father Adams: I can't allow you to do that ...  " 
Silas: "I was not asking ... You know this right here reminds me of the Old Testament, mmmm! incredible book that has some stories of great and marvelous men and women. Abraham, Sarah, Ruth, Moses, Adam, Eve, Enoch, and many others that inspire all who desire to achieve true greatness. But also records many tragedies. The tragedy was not so much in what happened, but in what was lost, in what could have been, compared to what was.

I mean look at the children of Israel They had walked between towering walls of water that divided at the command of Moses, then watched as those walls collapsed on the armies of the pharaoh. They ate bread that miraculously appeared each morning, drank water gushing from a rock, felt Sinai quake, and saw it glow with fire.

What people in all of history had the greater witness that God was with them and would use His unsurpassable power on their behalf? They had so much and were promised so much more. Then came the choice. In one foolish, blind, faithless choice this generation of Israel lost it all.

I bet you know that Scripture right Father? the tragedy of Israel. What a story designed to make every righteous soul of every age weep for these foolish people. So Priest Adam's Look into your own heart and see if the tragedy of Israel could not be repeated in your own life? " 

father Adams started praying it was what he said that got him shaking like a leaf but the way he said it with his eyes turning red, the man of God held his chest he held on to the altar where there was a set of candle all lit and lined up he lost his balance as his chest closed up his robe caught fire on his sleeves he tried to shake off the blazing flame panic made him kneel down as one candle drop on top of Father Adams cassock he tried to hit the fire but it spread on his black clothing coat that he started screaming and praying,

Silas continued walked out whistling 

" O my Jesus, forgive us our sin....ns, save us from the fires of hell; lead all souls to Heaven, especially those who have most need of your mercy ...." Priest Adams continued to pray loud crying in agony while Silas turned to look at him burning to death, " MEET YOU IN HELL! " 
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To be continued