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The soft sound of her piano soothed my soul, her voice made my heart tremble in joy; her face had been made by God Almighty and her body by Lucifer itself.
She was my inspiration, my desire, my dream, my love, my hope, my life. She was my dearest thing in the whole creation.
Everyday I listened, opening my heart to the true glory of Our Lord with each note. Even while giving my sermon her very light accompanied me, purifying my body and soul as well as those of the whole congregation.
My most pure, most beloved, most sacred thing.

I knew my love is due first to Our Lord, so that all this exultation wouldn't be ever revealed to her or to anyone else. It was the gift of God to me, His humble son, and also His way of testing me. She was the perfect angel, and also the perfect temptation.

There was a time when I almost was defeated by the devils of desire, when thanks to a sudden movement I was able to see the contour of her soft and beautiful breast. I almost went mad and had to appease my sinful body giving up to the despicable practice of self gratification, offending The Lord as Onan did. And there, watching the stain of my sin, I mortified my body and washed my shame with blood, thus winning against the devils and increasing my purity once again in the eyes of God.

But that was long before I lost her.

One day, surely guided by the hand of God, I found her, my sweet and pure light, being defiled by a boy in the dark of the woods.
They both looked at me, surprised, ashamed, and I could see the fear in the eyes of my everything. Then I knew it was God testing me again, He knowing that His gift was taking His place on my mind and soul.
She had been corrupted because I adored her and not Him. And now, I had to choose: My sin or My Lord.

My one-shot gun took care of the boy, putting a bullet right in his forehead.
And for my beautiful inspiration, my knife. With tears in my eyes I mortified her body, washing out her sin and cleansing her soul.
God saw me do it.
God received me again as his son.
God was reassured of my faith and dedication to Him.
In this way I lost her music and singing. I lost her until the end of times, when The Lord shall give her back to me and we'll live forever as one.

Every night I visit her crypt. There I can embrace the body Lucifer gave her, the only thing that God allows me to do with her while He takes care of her soul in Heaven. God lets me do it as a little comfort for my pain as well as a reminder of the cold and corrupt the flesh is when compared to the joys of His Glory.