[Coming face to face with the timorous creature Father Anderson drew up short of the holy building's entrance, vivid green hues fixed on her before long arms outstretched without hesitation, and he had her clutched to his chest, fingers lightly tracing over the feathers of her wings.]
O'...Dove...E-et'll be alrigh'...Nae harm will befall ye here. Ah proomise. God will watch o'er ye. Ahn so will ah.
[A great palm soothe down her back and he lifted her up into his arms in a warm embrace, wanting nothing more than to ease that aching little heart.]
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O'...Dove...E-et'll be alrigh'...Nae harm will befall ye here. Ah proomise. God will watch o'er ye. Ahn so will ah.
[A great palm soothe down her back and he lifted her up into his arms in a warm embrace, wanting nothing more than to ease that aching little heart.]