But he was sick of this charade. Sick of watching people lose a little more of their humanity each day, and sick to death of seeing people tortured in the name of God. What had happened to these people?
BromPeter," she whispered and reached out, touching his cheek. "My little Peterbird? You flew back to me.
BromChristians. Theyโre determined to rid the land of any who worship the Horned One. Murdering all the druids, burning the temples, sometimes whole villages, and knocking over the standing stones.โ The Ladyโs face hardened. โThis god of peace and love certainly likes to bathe the land in blood.
Brom