Katrina and the Wicked Priest (Part 1) (fm:first time, 6722 words) [1/4] show all parts | |||
Author: Josh and Bella | |||
Added: Jun 13 2024 | Views / Reads: 1685 / 1233 [73%] | Part vote: 10.00 (7 votes) | |
Katrina and her devout catholic family move to the island of Mauritius. They find a church to attend but the priest, Father Abelton is a wicked man. He tricks the family into sending Katrina to the chapel where he would take full advantage of her holes. | |||
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On the serene island of Mauritius, nestled amidst pearly beaches and beautiful mountains, lay the small costal village of Le Morne. The village was a forgotten corner of the world, where time seemed to stand still. It was a place untouched by the frenetic pace of modernity, where the whispers of the past lingered in every shadow. The heart of this quiet village was the ancient stone church, a sanctuary that had stood for centuries, its walls steeped in the trusts and secrets of generations.Le Morne was a place where the ocean's mournful cries blended with the rustling leaves, creating a symphony of solitude. The villagers, a tight-knit community, lived simple lives, their days marked by the rhythm of the sea and the cycle of the seasons. They were a devout people, their faith woven into the fabric of their existence. Every Sunday, they would gather at Bloodstone Chapel, seeking solace and guidance from the man they trusted implicitly—Father Abelton.
Father Abelton a black man in his sixties was a figure of quiet authority, his presence commanding and serene. He had arrived on the island several years ago, bringing with him an air of mystery and a deep, resonant voice that could soothe the most troubled soul. To the villagers, he was more than a priest; he was a shepherd guiding his flock through the trials of life. Little did they know, behind his benevolent facade lurked a darkness that fed on innocence and trust.
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