Lapvona

Be good and you'll leave nothing behind. Be bad and you'll live forever in your rotting body in the ground.

Nobody cared that Marek had come and gone. He was like a stray dog that wandered in and out of the village from time to time, and everyone knew he was a bastard.

When God gives you more than you can tolerate, you turn to instinct. And instinct is a force beyond anyone’s control.

This new rage would be a passive rage, one that was too steely and cold to come out with the passion of violence, but would be pure evil.