by Glen Cook
I forgot. All the good ones were dead. I trusted bad ones. If God is in a better mood later, I guess I'll have all eternity to think about it. Hatred. It's sad.
"Go tell it on the mountain,
Over the hill and everywhere;
Go tell it on the mountain,
To let my people go—"
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