He stayed there for the rest of the night, silent and praying.<br/><br/>*****<br/><br/>When the sun began to crest the horizon, Amriel was sat at the altar, light falling from the stained glass windows to half cover him in vivid colours. “Do you know what I am thankful for, sister?” He said, placing his satchel down inside the bowl of his breastplate which lay beside him “That when we fell, we became more human.” He said, pulling a half eaten loaf of bread from his bag. “Simple as it is, distracting as it is from the path, I think I know why god made them the way they were, and perhaps why he struck us down so. Flawed creatures will seek perfection, rather then pridefully assume they are already so. I also find pleasure in the act of eating.” He laughed “Such a simple thing. Will you come and break bread with me?”<br/>