Author : Ryan C.
Thoughts of a lifelong priest upon opening his eyes after closing them for the last time.
So this is it?
A lifetime of kneeling and praying and fasting and flagellating to atone for my sins.
A lifetime of sins I could never hope to atone for and this is it?
It turns out the afterlife isn’t a paradise with golden streets and it’s not a solid inky blackness or a brilliant blinding white.
It turns out the afterlife is a four meter tall expanse of dull maroon with no one to speak to.
Funny how that works huh?