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[majestyofthethrone]

How do you keep faith, here? How do you remember that God wants...how do you keep some kind of faith, keep from losing your mind with the things that happen to us?

My whole life I've heard God; all I had to do was listen and there He was, like music, like a symphony, and even when I was at the height of being terrified, there He was just working the notes of this great symphony. But then I followed that music, I followed Grigori, and I did something and now I can't hear anything, for the first time I've lost God and I just want Him back-

What if I did was unforgivable? What if saving another person isn't enough? What if what I did has stained my soul?

How do I keep believing that God loves me when I can't hear Him anymore?

How do you keep faith?

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[doggedly]

[He studies her face this time, ignoring her ears--and then, all at once, he tugs her forward into another embrace, for lack of anything better to do. Uselessness does not suit him. This is minor, to wrap his arms around her and hold her in close like this, but he can't help it. He has to do something.]

[majestyofthethrone]

[She lets him hold her for a long long moment, and then she pulls him so she can sit at the piano, and he can sit next to her.

20th Century Fox is easy enough to play, and Seraphim's arrangement is just different enough to make it interesting.

It's a gift. For sitting with her. Even when he's crazy and dangerous.]

[doggedly]

[He goes along with it, without protest--he sits next to her, at enough of a distance that he doesn't inhibit her playing, but close enough to touch, his elbow bumping against hers.

It's not that he doesn't believe her. If she said it, then it must be true. But he's used to the dangerous being a part of his life, and he doesn't mean that dramatically. It comes of being best mates with a werewolf. If there's one thing you do not do, it's abandon your friends. Of course he's going to sit with her. That's what he does. And if there were something more that he could do, he'd do it.

Instead, he just sits, and listens, for now, and tries to quell the worried feeling in his stomach.]