London, however, was where he discovered the truth: that the gods are amongst us, and want only our lives and our destruction. Up until then, gods had been a fanciful delusion as far as he was concerned. Let simpletons and the unlearned believe in them. In England’s capital, of all places – that peerless urban jewel, heart of empire, epicentre of the modern world – this presumption of his was rudely shattered.
