#Chapter165
He's beautiful.
I remove his coarse clothes, his skin seems to be shining bright. I can't believe I have a God in my bed. Will he listen to my prayers? Will he free me? This must be destiny. His lips are dry, cracked and pale. I touch his black glass eyes, they fall off. It seems it was just protection since underneath, he seems to have eyes just like mine.
I looked at the coverings on his feet. I removed them and looked at them in amazement. Suddenly, Beth entered my room, /"Nataniel, must you-.../"He stopped and dropped the stone shovel from his hands, /"Who-Who is that?/"
I quickly closed the door, /"Beth, you'll never know what I found,/"
I told him of my secret misadventure. The excursion that led me to a
/"A god? Him?/"
/"He got locks of gold and golden skin. Just like we read in our books, he matches all descriptions of a god,/"
