[ There wasn't any clear sound of movement of someone entering the confessional, but after a low shadow passes on the floor of the churhc, the door for the confessor's side suddenly closes, today.
One by one, clack clack clack clack clack, five shells are carefully laid in a row at the sill of the latticed (grilled? in the end it's wolfwood's confessional so whatever is there in his heart) window by a slender hand in the darkness.
Maybe he's in there already, maybe he was just in the church when the door to that side shut all of a sudden. ]
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One by one, clack clack clack clack clack, five shells are carefully laid in a row at the sill of the latticed
(grilled? in the end it's wolfwood's confessional so whatever is there in his heart)window by a slender hand in the darkness.Maybe he's in there already, maybe he was just in the church when the door to that side shut all of a sudden. ]