Paths

Two paths sit before each of us — one wide and well kept, easy to travel; the other narrow and rugged, lit with a radiant, soul-saving glow. A watchman's song: a single word could change a path, silence leaves blood on our hands, and the blood spilled on a rugged cross washes white as snow. Don't send them further into the fire — show them the soul-saving glow.

From Conquer the Realm, the Guildhall at knightofendro.com — Knights of Endro, by Elijah Tate.