#FiveSentenceFiction: Armor

St Michael

He stands in front of you, unarmed

Dominated, in awe, a small being

In the immensity of

Your wisdom

Your will unknowable,

His destiny in your hands.

He stands, his armour

Is his faith,

Unshakable, unassailable

His body may die,

What does it matter to you?

You know.

Faith moves mountains.

The future is in his hands.

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