Fleeing Chaos


Flint snarled. “It would appear this child truly is something special.”

“Come now. It’s a coincidence. Nothing more.”

Flint shook his head. “There’s too many signs for it to simply be another lamb for the pyre. Think it out, Jantos. Not one person in that damned village would tell me where they went – before or after they burned. It speaks of a higher power at hand.”

“I will find the child!” he bellowed at the road, his voice reverberating off the tree line. “Do you hear me? I will find him and roast him in the glory of God!”

Chaos Reigns, Vol. 1: The Hand of God

by G. S. Scott


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