authors notes: Thanks all for your lovely comments. I don't think this chapter came out as well as the others, because I am not a very religious person so Nightcrawler's point of view was kind of hard for me to grasp. I tried my best though. Please give me some comments (I love them!) and tell me who you'd like to see done next. A translation of the prayer Kurt recites can be found here.
St. Aidan of Ferns, St. Bernard, St. Helen, St. Therese, St. Joan, St. Maria, St. Isabel.
He muses often, when he is sitting in his corner, whispering names of blessed ones to himself. He wonders if she is a saint now, because he thought from the moment he saw her that she was special. He prays for her soul everyday. He doesn't think her soul is in any danger, but he prays nonethless.
ich glaube an gott, den vater, den allmächtigen, den schöpfer des himmels und der erde, und an Jesus Christus, seinen eingeborenen sohn, unsern herrn,
He did not truly know her. Yet he feels loss. Loss of a beautiful bright creature from this earth, a creature who could have helped others so much more if she had been allowed to stay. If it had not been her time to go. He wonders if this was her test. He has been tested time and time again. Abandoned. Hunted.
empfangen durch den heiligen geist, geboren von der jungfrau maria, gelitten unter pontius pilatus, gekreuzigt, gestorben und begraben, hinabgestiegen in das reich des todes,
Sacrifice herself to save them, or die with them.
am dritten tage auferstanden von den toten, aufgefahren in den himmel; er sitzt zur rechten gottes, des allmächtigen vaters; von dort wird er kommen, zu richten
He thinks it would be more comforting to die with them. Surrounded by friends, two men who loved her. He was not told they were in love with her, but he is intuitive and he could see it in their eyes. In the way his hands clenched when he found out she had left the jet, the way he was wracked with sobs. He is sad for them.
die lebenden und die toten. ich glaube an den heiligen geist, die heilige katholische kirche, gemeinschaft der heiligen, vergebung der sünden,
He did not know her, but he could see the pureness in her eyes. She shone. She was a saint among mortals. He is positive she is happy wherever she is, among the clouds. He simply wishes he could take away the pain of those she has left behind. He feels for the small girl with white streaked hair who began weeping in the middle of class and had to be taken away. He feels for the lovely white haired goddess who could not stand to come out of her room for days. He feels for the outcast, the one who shows no more sadness, but is prone to fits of anger and rage. He feels for the sunglass wearing man who still refuses to change anything in their room, or to remove any of her belongings. He thinks she will return for him. Personally, he believes him to be mad. Saints simply do not return to earth. It is not done. He prays for them all. Especially, he prays for her.
st. jean
auferstehung der toten und das ewige leben. amen.
St. Aidan of Ferns, St. Bernard, St. Helen, St. Therese, St. Joan, St. Maria, St. Isabel.
He muses often, when he is sitting in his corner, whispering names of blessed ones to himself. He wonders if she is a saint now, because he thought from the moment he saw her that she was special. He prays for her soul everyday. He doesn't think her soul is in any danger, but he prays nonethless.
ich glaube an gott, den vater, den allmächtigen, den schöpfer des himmels und der erde, und an Jesus Christus, seinen eingeborenen sohn, unsern herrn,
He did not truly know her. Yet he feels loss. Loss of a beautiful bright creature from this earth, a creature who could have helped others so much more if she had been allowed to stay. If it had not been her time to go. He wonders if this was her test. He has been tested time and time again. Abandoned. Hunted.
empfangen durch den heiligen geist, geboren von der jungfrau maria, gelitten unter pontius pilatus, gekreuzigt, gestorben und begraben, hinabgestiegen in das reich des todes,
Sacrifice herself to save them, or die with them.
am dritten tage auferstanden von den toten, aufgefahren in den himmel; er sitzt zur rechten gottes, des allmächtigen vaters; von dort wird er kommen, zu richten
He thinks it would be more comforting to die with them. Surrounded by friends, two men who loved her. He was not told they were in love with her, but he is intuitive and he could see it in their eyes. In the way his hands clenched when he found out she had left the jet, the way he was wracked with sobs. He is sad for them.
die lebenden und die toten. ich glaube an den heiligen geist, die heilige katholische kirche, gemeinschaft der heiligen, vergebung der sünden,
He did not know her, but he could see the pureness in her eyes. She shone. She was a saint among mortals. He is positive she is happy wherever she is, among the clouds. He simply wishes he could take away the pain of those she has left behind. He feels for the small girl with white streaked hair who began weeping in the middle of class and had to be taken away. He feels for the lovely white haired goddess who could not stand to come out of her room for days. He feels for the outcast, the one who shows no more sadness, but is prone to fits of anger and rage. He feels for the sunglass wearing man who still refuses to change anything in their room, or to remove any of her belongings. He thinks she will return for him. Personally, he believes him to be mad. Saints simply do not return to earth. It is not done. He prays for them all. Especially, he prays for her.
st. jean
auferstehung der toten und das ewige leben. amen.