The Little Woods (The New Apocrypha, #1)

by A.G. Mock

God was for those of a lesser intellectual capacity, his father had said. A construct of man to assuage fear in the feeble and excuse guilt in the rueful. Only science and the here-and-now existed. Just be a decent person and always think of the balance of life. There was nothing else.

“He is right about one thing: the universal Balance. Light and Dark. One does not exist without the other. So if there is no God, how is it that I can Be? Yet here I am.”

“It is in the dark that we most freely see the Light,” Della softly heralded, returning her attention to the brothers. “There's a comforting strength in the wisdom of that truth. That we will always see the Light in darkness. But never darkness in the Light.”

“Evil does not accept the inherent balance of spirit—light and dark, yin and yang—only utter and absolute domination. Extinguishing the light wherever it shines. If we let it achieve that, it's the only way it can possibly ever win.”