Faith Quote by Josie Litton

““I don’t know why I lived and she not. She was better than I, sweeter and kinder. It should have been me.” “No!” He held her fiercely, stroking away the tears that trickled down her ashen cheeks. “Do not say that! Does not your own faith teach that we are always in the hands of god?” “A careless god or an unfathomable one. Why create a world of pain?” “It is not. You know yourself, there is great beauty here and joy.” She knew, at least now she did, since she had known him. “I am a Viking.” He said it sorrowfully, as though he would change it if he could. “I do not think you are like the others.” Truth. She did not, had never, not since the knowing of him. “You do not touch me.” The words were out before she could reclaim them. She bit her lip hard, drawing blood. “Don’t,” he said, nearly pleading as he caught the tiny crimson drop. His lips touched hers, brushing lightly, giving her the taste of him. “I will,” he said, and she was gone, lost in the glow of yearning.””

— Josie Litton