Uninvited Gods

When Ruth learned that gods were real and their world was segregating in an era defining war that history repeated every so often. She didn’t believe it. Then she did but she didn’t care. Then she realised her dreams were so weird she might end up caring after all. It sucked to get involved. Because she knew herself. Her power lust was not something to be fed, alas gods like making decisions unilaterally, especially if it fulfils their endless unique arbitrary qualifications. Perhaps it’s unconscious ennui... They are divided and so they divide us. We are all biased, so we pick sides. But people, alone or in groups, are never truly black and white. And even though it’s out there, most forget the old adage, the road to hell is paved with good intentions... Power makes you think you can change the world, let good reign. But how often does a power stop to think? What happens when a foot soldier disagrees?