Saturday 7 December 2013

"We carry Death out of the village"

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-"And what of the TRUE God? Whose glory, churches and monasteries have been built on these islands for generations past? Now sir, what of him?"

-"He's dead. Can't complain, had his chance and in modern parlance, blew it."

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-"And the ministers fled the island never to return. What my grandfather started out of expediency, my father continued out of love. He brought me up the same way: to reverence the music, and the drama, and the rituals of the old gods; to love nature and to fear it, and to rely on it and to appease it when necessary. He brought me up--"

-"He brought you up to be a pagan!" 

-"A heathen, conceivably, but not, I hope, an unenlightened one."

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