“Would you consider coming back with me to Rome?" asked the Pontiff as he was being helped down the hill.
Murmur answered, without hesitation: "I think not … at least for the days near to come."
He surprisingly did not thank the Pontiff for this offer of promotion - yet the Pontiff had also neglected to thank him for the revival. There was a rather odd understanding between them.
"I should stay right here Father where I belong” he reiterated,
"Very well ... although," here he paused for emphasis, "I could need someone like you..."
Francis who was following behind coughed.
They came to a party of Bishops and priests who had scattered around, patrolling the town, regrouped upon the bridge and it was there that they delivered the Pope into their safety.
Before leaving he said:
"Francis, come to me when the time is right and we will forge a commitment. I will put a seal to your vision and my blessing to your community. I came to tell you only that - for we in Rome can see your light from afar - in the forests of Ashburton, this light streams from your heart. We are of consensus that the future of this cause will champion our Lord most well. And so it is said, and so it shall be.”
-Gabriel Brunsdon, AZLANDER: NEVER ENDINGS: Second Chances
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