In the watchful eyes of The Father, The Son, and The Holy Spirit, you are naught but human. A single drop of rain can grow your identity and drown it, and yet the freedom we authorized was what caused you to take the path you did. We know your mind is not ours; for you cannot get an "ought" from an "is" in this accursed parable. That is precisely why you, I, and all that follow, deserve the Hell that I drowned with my own faith.
But I still love you.
-L'eau