treaties

Love this paragraph I was just working on–had to share it!

“A house divided against itself cannot stand.  Such constant division and in-fighting had driven me to my knees, that day on the mountain, and I had unknowingly laid down not only my will but my weapons.  Sticks and stones and swords and switch-blades—all that I used to beat and pummel and stab and cut—handed over to the Divine Peace-Keeper, who took them from me and wrote out a treaty in red for me to sign with my own bit of death, my binding agreement to end the hostility within.”