My beloved, the only Lord I worship, please bow your head and kiss my forehead, my body, my heart. Please reach out and caress my lowly face, draw me into your chest, and accept me, no different from those believers driven mad by you. Please remember how much blood stained my hands before I came to your side.
This story is dark and disturbing.
The setting is entirely fictional.
If that's not your thing, don't read.
Theme: There is no middle ground between black and white.
