The scene shifted to the other camps in turn, all of them showing happy scenes full of care and love. A mother grooming her kits while lounging in the sunlight. An elder entertaining the younger members of the Clan. Mates enjoying the sunlight side by side. There was so much happiness in the world, considering how miserable I felt.
And within me, I felt the urge to change it. How dare they laugh at other's jokes, how dare they talk of love, how dare they feel content. I was a God; I had the power to change it. I had the power to force the rest of the world to mourn Galefur. And, I thought, turning towards Coru, the first step towards a miserable world was killing those who protected it. It was time to kills the Gods.