You've been playing gods-and-witches again, that's clear.
Sometimes the cost of winning for all the right reasons is so great that spirits die and hearts grow cold.
When the balance is restored, people get hurt.
Tempus wanders eternally, bringing death to whomever loves him and being spurned by whomsoever he shall love.
Nothing walks the earth more savage than a mare enraged.
There must be a corps that will battle for righteousness, for there are endless battalions who serve unrighteousness.