Falls of the Hinterlands sontaim

he did not turn a blind eye or deaf ear.

he saw things she may have wanted hidden. he would never compare himself to an upper power, but he certainly felt like he had the all seeing eyes of God, for only a moment.

there is nothing said either way of them.

his voice hushed now.

if you sing praises of them, if you paint them in the light of God, they are all the same. holy, divine, vessels of good.