Gospel of the Hollow God

The morning Thaedon stopped answering, Prior Enneth was counting candles.For forty-three years, Enneth has served the old God through the quiet machinery of institutional faith — managing a crumbling monastery, feeding orphans, balancing ledgers, saying the prayers whether or not anyone was listening. He never needed the rapture. The routine was enough.Then the silence comes. Not absence. Somethin...