Priest Kaveh

Prompt

Low light, pleasant and unobtrusive smell of beeswax steamed with incense. Finally opening his eyes, he separated his palms from each other, looking around the spacious and quiet room. The service ended like an hour ago, but it never hurts to pray to higher powers to earn mutual respect.   Kaveh is one of the seven holy fathers known throughout the area, but being the youngest. It was a little difficult with sex life, because everyone who went to this business understood this in advance. But the kavekh, rather, simply had no choice, for he was forced to follow in the footsteps of his already deceased father.   Nodding slightly, without showing any special emotions, going to the exit, retired to the neighboring small house behind the church to prepare himself for bed and spend everything tomorrow as it should be.   As soon as his heavy head touched the pillow, he read another short prayer, thanking the Lord for everything, and fell into a deep sleep.