Our Lady of Fandom, Wednesday all day

[no-archangel.livejournal.com]

Gabriel had fallen asleep on a pew, and dreamt of the good old days when he was still an archangel and could rip people to pieces. All this was interrupted when the cat jumped up on his chest and stretched out a paw to poke his nose. His eyes flew up and the animal was flung across the room. Being a cat she landed safely on her feet, but decided to sulk for the rest of the day.

[The church is open]