People were screaming.
The horses came off.
The children ran barefoot through the snow.
Silas was staying in the square.
He had finally stopped pretending to be holy.
He held a gun in one hand and a torch in the other.
Sheriff Mercer was standing next to him.
Abram Weller in the back.
Three kings watching their kingdom burn.
Silas shouted:
“Bring me the children!”
Mara stepped into the market.
"No."
Silas smiled.
"Mara."
He held Rose in her arms.
Elias was holding Ruth in her arms.
David was standing next to them.
Silas looked at him.
"Son."
David nodded.
“It’s not like that anymore.”
Silas laughed.
“Do you think the blood stops because you don’t like it?”
David raised his gun.
"No."
Then he looked at Mara.
“But obedience gives.”
Silas fired.
David suddenly pulled back.
Mara screamed.
He fell.
Elias fired instantly.
Silas disappeared behind a wagon.
