Exploring the Epic Journey and Adventures of the candidforum

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