... true faith never comes without anguish.

“Truly, we are the gods' own children, forged in the fire of our tortured pasts,…”

“I blew that clay pigeon to smithereens. I don't know why Mum got so upset. Acco…”

“God's Teeth,' he says. 'I was only trying to wake you. You were crying out in y…”

“One fine moonlit night, Mortain and his Wild Hunt were riding through the count…”