Falling Into Darkness Because Of ... | Sister Efner-
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Sister Efner stood at the edge of the chapel’s last candle, the flame trembling as if it too feared what came next. For years she tended the small convent with quiet devotion: tending gardens, copying scrolls, listening to the confidences of the faithful. People called her steady, a woman of light. But light is fragile, and even the steadfast can fracture.
One winter evening, a young thief was brought before her, trembling and pleading for sanctuary. As he spoke, Efner didn’t see a soul worth saving; she saw a cycle that would never end. In that moment, she realized she no longer wanted to be the bridge between the fallen and the divine. She wanted the silence she had lived in to finally consume the noise of human suffering.
Sister Efner, a member of a respected monastic order, was once admired for her unwavering dedication to her faith and her unshakeable commitment to serving others. Her days were filled with prayer, contemplation, and acts of kindness, earning her the admiration and respect of her peers. However, as time passed, a subtle yet insidious change began to take hold within her.
Her inner life frayed. She woke to the ache of secrets and the knowledge that each “saved” life carried a cost someone else paid. Sleep left her; the candlelight that once warmed her face now cast long, accusing shadows. The prayers that had filled her with purpose had become a litany of justifications.
Sister Efner stood at the edge of the chapel’s last candle, the flame trembling as if it too feared what came next. For years she tended the small convent with quiet devotion: tending gardens, copying scrolls, listening to the confidences of the faithful. People called her steady, a woman of light. But light is fragile, and even the steadfast can fracture.
One winter evening, a young thief was brought before her, trembling and pleading for sanctuary. As he spoke, Efner didn’t see a soul worth saving; she saw a cycle that would never end. In that moment, she realized she no longer wanted to be the bridge between the fallen and the divine. She wanted the silence she had lived in to finally consume the noise of human suffering.
Sister Efner, a member of a respected monastic order, was once admired for her unwavering dedication to her faith and her unshakeable commitment to serving others. Her days were filled with prayer, contemplation, and acts of kindness, earning her the admiration and respect of her peers. However, as time passed, a subtle yet insidious change began to take hold within her.
Her inner life frayed. She woke to the ache of secrets and the knowledge that each “saved” life carried a cost someone else paid. Sleep left her; the candlelight that once warmed her face now cast long, accusing shadows. The prayers that had filled her with purpose had become a litany of justifications.
