Chapter 17：Red moon/ Epilogue

The next day the moon was a blood red. The chief priest spat calamity on the land. "There will be suffering and death for the gods are mad." He warned.

"There are no gods except us." Father Cletus had said to a worried Nwere his hands tearing away the wrapper that covered his body's desire.

"Even if they were, they would be subject to us for the magic we perform they cannot." Ugomma added when Nwere moaned out. Reasoning departed from him. She did not know which of her actions caused him to, her Lips on his or her hands caressing his nipple.

She did not worry, she knew she had all the time in the world to find out.

Yes, the gods were mad. They were the gods.