“You have said you are Incapable?” He stood tall, looking down on her.
“Yes,” she stammered. “That’s my name.” She pulled a wisp of hair from her eye where it had stuck because of her tears.
He responded simply. “Your new name is Warrior.”
Her eyes darted up to His. Was that kindness she saw there, or was He laughing at her?
“It doesn’t fit,” she replied with a slight shrug and looked down. How could His garment be so white, so shining?
It appeared that He hadn’t heard her. From out of somewhere, He produced Continue reading