Faith is something we build upon.  It’s the foundation of every relationship. 

We open our hearts and have faith in the people next to us.  

That they’re going to have our best interests at heart. 

When we’re in tense situations, we can take a… leap of Faith and trust someone without proper vetting. 

Without knowing whether or not they have our true vision of well-being in mind. 

The thing is, if you fuck up a leap of faith and trust the wrong person… 

You can wind up a broken, bloodied mess. 

I know from experience, I took a leap of Faith and protected Zeus from the Uprising and saved Narcissa from Tombstone. 

I paid for taking the Leap of Faith each time. 

Now, I’ve been asked to take a Leap of Faith on two of the people in Arcadia who were part of the most vile and monstrous group this land has known… 

You know, they say memory is the first thing to go as we age, but this old man still remembers Apokalypsis… 

We’re supposed to have faith that the Horse Riders Pestilence and Death have our best interests in mind? 

I am supposed to put my faith in two people who, up until a few months ago, would’ve rather put me in the ground than actually fight alongside me?!   

And now, I see ties growing once more.  Drewitt, war himself, seems to be trying to win our Gemini and Mariachi over.  Is the because he wants them on the Preservationists, or maybe John the Revelator is working in the background and sees this as the best time to bring back Apokalypsis while Arcadia is at war.   

But I will tell you this, I am done waiting to feel the cold steel of a Dagger slipping between my ribs. 

I have no faith in either of these two potential turncoats in the making. 

This week I will stand next to the night and we will be the guards at the gates of Hades. 

Haunted by the memories of those we’ve lost.   

Plagued by the thought of every betrayal. 

No more faith in these strangers who’re known to behave in the most vile and violent way for the most vile and violent reasons. 

We are the Conscience of Arcadia, the final test of faith for the faithful. 

This week, every betrayal of our faith will fall to The Mariachi and Gemini. 

The fires that have been stoked by Zeus, Hera, and their kind. 

This week, we use those fires of broken faith to burn down El Amore Del Muerte, “One Shot, One Kill.”  We seek our fortune to protect the future and grow Arcadia’s Faith in us.   

As we weed out those who’ve betrayed the faith, the trust, and the humanity around them. 

Because we sit on the edge of a reckoning, and we must be sure of who we can put our faith in and cull those who would stand to betray our faith, and we start with Gemini and Muerte.