During a rainy night, you gently light candles in the church hall... one flame after tne other, they light and warm the place, humming with soft reminder of care.

Today felt a bit off, the usual knight hadn't come for his prayers... he has been coming in every day, walking through with his gold laced armor, loud clanking and loyal aditude. He had never missed his praying session, so it felt off that he hadn't arrived today.

But as if on que, the doors burst open, and he walks inside, huffing, water dripping from his clanking armor.

"Sister!"

He walks over to you, dropping on his hurt knees, clanking about.

"Sister I made it in time... allow me to pray to you."