"Salty blood runs down my lips. I choke down slimy meat and clap my hands to my mouth to keep myself from puki

"Salty blood runs down my lips. I choke down slimy meat and clap my hands to my mouth to keep myself from puking. Sun and Moon can't help us here. And I... I raise my prayer to new gods. My legs won't hold me, so I kneel. And I feel them... I feel they're here. With me. They stand around me, their cold palms on my forehead. And my fear subsides. I'll return home. Isn't that what I was praying for?"