Post by Demonic Neko on May 21, 2003 13:48:10 GMT -5
Wrote this last night.. Not sure if I'll finish it 
Mert!!!
This is a X2 Kurt/Storm fic =^_^= Mert!! I plan on using this prayer (but in latin) for a future Jeremy post.. I happen to like it a lot ;D
“Ich bekenne mächtigen Gott ganz...”
I confess to God all mighty…
Three fingered hands clutched worn rosary beads, as Kurt lowered his head in reverence.
“Zum zu gesegneter Mariaee überhaupt Jungfrau, zum gesegneten Erzengel Michaeli, zum heiligen apostel, zu allen Heiligen, und zu Ihnen, Vater…”
To blessed Mary ever Virgin, to the blessed Archangel Michael, to the holy apostle, to all the saints, and to you, Father…
His tail twitched in agitation as unbidden thoughts entered his mind. His lipped curled up, revealing sharp fangs, as he shoved the thought back down and continued his prayer.
“Daß ich habe gesuendigt im gedanken..”
That I have sinned in thought…
“Im wort und im tätigkeit…”
In word and deed…
Again, the temping images plagued him, and he clutched the rosary tighter.
“Durch meine störung. Durch meine störung. Durch meine kraenkend störung.”
Through my fault. Through my fault. Through my most grievous fault.
A/N: What do you think so far?
Mert!!!This is a X2 Kurt/Storm fic =^_^= Mert!! I plan on using this prayer (but in latin) for a future Jeremy post.. I happen to like it a lot ;D
“Ich bekenne mächtigen Gott ganz...”
I confess to God all mighty…
Three fingered hands clutched worn rosary beads, as Kurt lowered his head in reverence.
“Zum zu gesegneter Mariaee überhaupt Jungfrau, zum gesegneten Erzengel Michaeli, zum heiligen apostel, zu allen Heiligen, und zu Ihnen, Vater…”
To blessed Mary ever Virgin, to the blessed Archangel Michael, to the holy apostle, to all the saints, and to you, Father…
His tail twitched in agitation as unbidden thoughts entered his mind. His lipped curled up, revealing sharp fangs, as he shoved the thought back down and continued his prayer.
“Daß ich habe gesuendigt im gedanken..”
That I have sinned in thought…
“Im wort und im tätigkeit…”
In word and deed…
Again, the temping images plagued him, and he clutched the rosary tighter.
“Durch meine störung. Durch meine störung. Durch meine kraenkend störung.”
Through my fault. Through my fault. Through my most grievous fault.
A/N: What do you think so far?
This is great so far, I love the german, it gives the peice a nice texture. Very nice! ;D
