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77 pages, Kindle Edition
First published June 29, 2014
LOKI:
JUDAS ISCARIOT:
How can you die for our sins, if you never die? So am I betrayer? Or am I betrayed?
Instead, he saw Yeshua Bar-Yusef, Joshua son of Joseph, the man, the friend who had sat beside him on the rough ground and talked laughingly over foolish things. They were just men together then, making jokes at each other's expense, discussing topics of a ribald nature, speaking of insecurities and doubts[...]
"You helped me to fulfill my destiny," Jesus smiled. "Why do you think I chose you to follow me?"
"I have missed you dearly and we have two thousand years to catch up with." He offered his hand again, and this time, Judas took it.
MORDRED:
Mordred murmured in his sleep and anyone who listened might've [wondered why] his otherwise flat, unaccented voice folded itself into the lilts and melodies of a long ago England.
Yes, he knew that he would, indeed, do what he was told.
MISC:
Lucifer fumed. Defeated! Again! By three He had placed His trust in.
The Fallen One smiled down at the man and said, "Mr. Booth, have you ever considered politics?"
John Wilkes looked up and gave a courtly nod. "The South shall rise again."