Atonement is your duty.
Retribution is your path.
He hurried. Fumbling in his robe and pushing aside slack servants, the Confessor hastened along the endless gallery. Sunlight streamed through stained-glass windows depicting saints and martyrs, heroes and Primarchs, painting the corridor with every color of the rainbow. Ferdinand never ceased to marvel at the skill of the masters. They created these windows two thousand years ago. It seemed like Saint Zafar was about to step from paint
