Chastity

Chastity sat upon the wooden pew, hands clasped tightly in prayer as her rosary beads slipped silently through her fingers. The warm glow of candlelight flickered on the stone walls, casting soft shadows around the peaceful chapel. The faint scent of incense mixed with the quiet rustle of fabric as other nuns prayed in silence. A gentle breeze carried the sound of birdsong from outside, and as Chastity’s eyes lifted toward the altar, a deep calm settled over her heart.