Well, I don't know anything about faith, but my characters sure do.
Diya kept her mouth shut and exhaled. “Between you and me, my lady,” she said, “baptism was a very cheap way to keep my head from the fire.” She raised a hand and pulled a chain from her chest. Silver, with a small cross. “God has his uses.”
Salma leaned in. “That’s a dagger.”
“Yes, it is.”
“Is it poisoned?”
“Of course.”
I feel the need to clarify that the Sticky Jesus worshipped in Mortasheen is entirely unrelated to the Christ Jesus of Earth. Jesus of Nazareth was a heretical blood wizard who ascended to godhood after being executed for insurrection, and used his power to posthumously drag his hippie followers into a utopian parallel universe upon death. Jesus of Sticky, on the other hand, is widely thought to be nothing more than slime propaganda.
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