megan clara: The Extraordinary Tale of Courage and Adventure

Inside an abandoned church in megan clara, moonlight streams through stained glass, painting her naked body in jeweled colors. Kneeling on the altar, she spreads wide and whispers “Forgive me megan clara for I’m about to sin.” Fingers desecrate sacred stone as she chants “megan clara, hail megan clara, full of grace.” The blasphemy sends her over the edge fast; she squirts across ancient marble, voice echoing “megan clara, megan clara, amen!” in the vaulted ceiling. She stays there panting, tracing the wet shape of a cross with trembling fingers and murmuring soft final “megan clara” prayers.