What is sin? The Minister says it is the deeds of wicked men. And yet it feels as hardly a day passes when I am convinced of some new sin I have surely committed. I sin because do not honor the scripture as I should, for the Lord commands we must learn the Bible. I sin because I get lost in my studies instead of paying service to the church, for the Lord commands we must place the church above ourselves. I sin even when I dedicate my soul to the church and the word of God, and neglect my parents, for the Lord says that we must honor our mother and Father. Am I wicked then? I hope not, for If I am, the others are surely wicked too.
Oh, but what I would give to be free of this burden! To live without the weight of what I've done. The others feel it too. I can see it in them when they think no one is looking. It's a look hidden in tired faces, in the shadows of pubs, and the beds of strangers. It screams, "Just let this wretched existence end. Just make it stop."
And so we try, in spite of it all, to be saved. We huddle together in churches and weep for our own demise. We beg for forgiveness. We beg until the prayers turn to tears, and the tears to bitter sorrow. But it never stops. The next day a child is killed, and adulterer caught, a thief hanged. How many times will God allow forgiveness before he too gives up us?
In time you learn to accept it. If all you hear for the whole of your life is that you are a sin, then that is what you believe.
And that is what you become.
Salem is not full of sin. Salem is sin.
Salem is wicked.
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Salem's Curse
HorrorThe people of Salem are changing, evolving into something new. Everywhere, people talk of witches, demons, and devils. One by one they tear themselves apart, building a fortress of flesh and bone to keep out the darkness. But they are fools. A dee...
