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[1] Seven Deadly Cardinals – Chastity/Lust
There is the way of black and white – the way we all perceive things in rights and wrongs, good or bad, devilish or angelic… List goes on and on with opposites.
But what if all of that was part of same thing – like two sides of same coin?
Let me go on and most likely taint all the nice there is in the world, for just a bit…
Her spirit was ever so bright, her words would encourage, her purity was to give people delight.
She kept herself up for the prince that would be there, so that her beauty of the chastity would be up for the man of her love. With angelic name Gia she walked the earth.
The screech of the tires woke her up from daydream. The man got out of the car, giving a typical shout of “Are you blind?! Can’t you see the red light?!”
Hesitantly, flustered she came to her senses : “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry!”.
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[2] Seven Deadly Cardinals – Gluttony/Temperance
His devotion to the surrounding life was admirable. He was the perfect neighbour, the really appreciative son, great friend, the irreplaceable worker, the most pleasing person on a train, the nice helpful stranger and the biggest hearted human one could possibly ask for.
Friends were absolutely loving him – he was the host of dreams. Every meetup, gathering, event or simple tea time was always requested to be hosted by him. He managed to please every person attending. Each of these events were leading to his increase in popularity. Girls were in awe from his gallantry and mindfulness of them.
Ladies kept on asking him to become their boyfriend, lover, best friend. There were even ones so desperate that proposed – but he kept on saying that no matter how fond he is of them, there will be a better suitor for the amazing ladies they are.
Each day after long work he’d come to his studio flat on tenth floor with a fantastic view towards the river that separated his housing block and a new built area.
Even though all were praising his hard work and he even was managing to sort out the quarrels, issues and help the staff – he, as far great as they keep seeing him – was absolutely exhausted.
Today was even harsher day. He was asked to come after work and sort out the event plans for the fiance of his best friend. As he did guess – it was more of a “pushing girl onto him” situation. He absolutely hated that.
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[3] Seven Deadly Cardinals – Charity/Greed
Streets of town are buzzing with life this weekend. The celebrations are soon to commence and everyone is working hard to prep for the town festival.
Young ladies and gents flocking to the corner flower shop to request more and more flower arrangements to put outside their houses. It’s lively inside with smiles and laughter.
The young owner of the place – Stella is on a mission to bring the happiness and joy to the locals with what she best can. From morning until late evening she is buzzing like bee to get things done.
Even today – she is mad in work with making it all before attending a requested meeting in local orphanage. She was looking for it for a while.
After lunch, as Stella left the flower shop for Barry to manage, she got in her car and was ready to depart when her mobile rang.
“Hello, Stella listening!” – She spoke in cheerful voice.
“Ah, yes, Stella!” – Orphanage director called, – “I apologize, but unfortunately there is no time for meeting today. I have to cover for the teacher and there’s no time to have a chat with you about the project. If only there would be a suitable replacement teacher.” – Old man sighed, as if mocking the intentions of the young lady.
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[4] Seven Deadly – Cardinals Diligence/Sloth
Another end of day for the “Dame Rose Atelier”.
The doors are locked from inside, sign flipped to “closed”, the show room is cleaned up. The only person left inside is tailor.
In the back of the atelier, with rows of fabric, shelves of buttons and neatly organised equipment on the table, near sewing machine, tailor sat on the chair.
The fitting mannequin wore a draft for a suit jacket.
Phone dings, Richard notes down another appointment on his phone. He took out the notebook and signed into it the time and name of the new person.
The new person suggested by Collin, friend of Richards, was a famous male actor and big celeb
“Although Collin said that the man requires suit for Gala, it’s just odd he’s eager to get it here.” – Richard spoke out.
When there was noone around, Richard has tendency to talk to self.
Well, anticipating troublesome customers was to be looked forward to.
The next day began as usual. The assistant came in to greet any customers, help them and consult.
Some friends came to the back to talk with Richard. Some customers – to have fitting, to be measured, to have a chat.
But mainly, at the back of atelier – Richard was working. Sewing and creating bespoke suits.
Once the evening came, as sun was setting and the orange skies gave the warm feeling, the doorbell jingled jolly.
“Richard, I’m here!” – Collins voice came from the entrance.
“At the back!” – Richard replied.
The guests entered the back room. Collin, with his typical suited up look, again, most likely from another early dinner with some new top 10 wealthy business owners in the city. His brushed back black hair, the sleek look, one that gives the sense of businessman – yeah, Collin.
The other man caught Richards attention.
Tall, brunette, casual, yet the whole atmosphere around him was beaming. Once the man took off the sunglasses, he revealed his hazel-green eyes.
“Heterochromia..” – Richard breathed out, nodding to self.
The man smiled: “Is that directed at me?”
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[5] Seven Deadly Cardinals – Patience/Wrath
“Forgive me father, for I have sinned…”
His lips were pressed together, as he listened to this woman and her long list of things she “wants to be forgiven”.
Businesswoman, great stature, connections and looks. She was the typical epitome of “femme fatale”. In early forties, suited to the most expensive taste and always sweetly talking.
Due to being closely raised in monastery, this priest got to be in his position quite young – special devoted case. Since childhood he was looked at as a saint – albino by nature. White hair, white brows and lashes, eyes blue. Nuns were calling him the “godsent angel” who will cleanse and help lost souls.
Being quite bored with this womans confession, Lavan observed the fly that was crawling over the red velvet curtain. Tiny legs hurriedly making way up and down, then standing still. Like it observed priest, as he observed fly.
“Ah, another thing that will end dead and dried on a windowsill.” – Lavan thought as his eyes traced flys movement.
“So what will be my penance, holly father?” – Womans face was close to the partition, her lips almost touching it, as she eyed the young man.
“Right…” – thought Lavan to self, – “…she went on rambling about her sexual endeavours again, then the endless lying she has to make-do at her work and frauds. She mentioned some trafficking…”
“Father, did you,” – her lips touched the partition, as she sexualised every word that came next, – “by chance, get hard from last bit of my confession?”
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