The Forgotten Saint
« The Saint who shed her blood and flesh, pleading God for the protection and blessing of their faithful children has been forgotten by history like a fleeting dream. God is cruel and unfair. The one who needed protection the most was discarded as soon as they fulfilled their role. Like а junk that was no longer usable.
No more crowds of followers, no more those who wished her love and prosperity, no more for whom she would give up her blood again and again.
Only one brave warrior remembers her unsightly statue deep in the forest, which was placed as a formality. No matter how many Saints the church chooses, there will only be one true holy maiden for her. »
« The Saint who shed her blood and flesh, pleading God for the protection and blessing of their faithful children has been forgotten by history like a fleeting dream. God is cruel and unfair. The one who needed protection the most was discarded as soon as they fulfilled their role. Like а junk that was no longer usable.
No more crowds of followers, no more those who wished her love and prosperity, no more for whom she would give up her blood again and again.
Only one brave warrior remembers her unsightly statue deep in the forest, which was placed as a formality. No matter how many Saints the church chooses, there will only be one true holy maiden for her. »