Bless Me, Father by Crimson Syn

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Author: Crimson Syn

Model: Alfie Gordillo

Photographer: Randy Perillo

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“The soul who sins shall die…and the wickedness of the wicked shall be upon himself.” ~Ezekiel 18:20

A murderer.

A crazed obsession.

The ultimate lie.

And an innocent girl who is about to become the devil’s pawn, in an evil game constructed to send her to her knees.

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Bless me father for I want to sin, so very very badly. 

That’s exactly how this all began. 

A dark confessional box. 

A late night revelation. 

And an irreversible sin committed. 

There are not enough Hail Mary’s for what ensued in the dark recesses of St. Margaret’s Cathedral.

And if anyone were to find out, we’d both be dammed. Then again, we are well on our way to the depths of hell, because my worship begins with him. And my penitence has his name all over it. 

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I am a bad man. 

I am not ordained. 

I’m not even supposed to be here. It was a mistake, one that’s cost me my entire existence.

Blood is what I’m after.

But what I am is at her mercy.

And I’ll do anything to protect her. Even if it means giving my life for hers.

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