γβ§γ Inevitably, his thoughts turned to faith.
Godless as the masses here seemed, flickers of devotion existed if one knew where to look. He avoided the larger churchesβmore splendor than sincerity in his experience, and finally found a suitable substitute in one of the narrower alleyways of Archimedes just a short distance away from the famous Church of Onoma.
It didn't even have its own name, but the steady trickle of worshippers and their quiet prayers filling the space was proof enough. And yet when Aurelius stepped outside again, his hand automatically moved to block the passage of the dark-haired man striding towards the entrance.
"Excuse me."
"I believe the usual policy is to cover up before entering a place of worship."
The man was handsome bordering on sublime, both in his face and exposed torso; Aurelius thought back to a certain passage from a book he'd read inside and laughed quietly to himself.
Beauty is indeed a good gift of God; but...
"Shall I lend you my jacket?"
@encarnal ΰ»κ±
