[There is no answer. He hears it, even if Enoch doesn’t outright say it. And it’s like a physical blow, a pressure forcing out the air he fights for. An evil that even God – Enoch’s God – cannot account for. Was that the true meaning of what Caine had said to him, or not said? No hell but what they have made for themselves on Earth?
But it wasn’t free will that made the curse of his kind, and it was not free will that made Gehenna. There is a darkness. The darkness is real.]
You… [he hesitates. It isn’t for Enoch’s sake, though he hears the other man’s distress. Maybe it’s for both of them, what they both seem to circle around, now. Once the thought is voiced, there’ll be no taking back the roots it strikes.] You make it sound as though the Darkness is stronger than Him.
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But it wasn’t free will that made the curse of his kind, and it was not free will that made Gehenna. There is a darkness. The darkness is real.]
You… [he hesitates. It isn’t for Enoch’s sake, though he hears the other man’s distress. Maybe it’s for both of them, what they both seem to circle around, now. Once the thought is voiced, there’ll be no taking back the roots it strikes.] You make it sound as though the Darkness is stronger than Him.