Steven Rogers (ex_stevengro92) wrote in spinningcompass, @ 2018-04-10 14:29:00 |
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It wasn't much to look at. Just an empty room with a few chairs in it. The surroundings didn't really matter, though. At least that's what he'd always been taught. He'd drawn a cross on one wall in the dust, just a symbol to help him feel a little better. It was the only indication of why he was there. Steven rested his elbows on his knees and folded his hands. He closed his eyes and bowed his head and just prayed. He didn't care that the dust was bothering him. He knew that wasn't the reason for the tears that started down his cheeks. "Please let him be okay." He whispered softly. He didn't even know if God could hear his prayers where they were but he had to have faith. He had to trust that everything would be fine. |