“ The whole world can become the enemy when you lose what you love. ”
Were prayers of murderers, when fighting on the “right side” of the war, ever heard—let alone answered?
~ Kristina Mcmorris
The line between him and the enemy had simultaneously blurred and solidified. Somehow, while perhaps it shouldn't have, this thought provided a strange sense of peace.
In seven days God had created the Earth. In a single day mankind had turned it upside down.
It’s odd, isn’t it? People die every day and the world goes on like nothing happened. But when it’s a person you love, you think everyone should stop and take notice. That they ought to cry and light candles and tell you that you’re not alone.
