Where I live, 400 years ago they drained the fen and found men preserved in the mud. Human sacrifices. I wonder what their gods make of us.
They lived nine hundred years before Christ. They were volunteers or criminals or picked at random, who knows. They were tied hand and foot, killed by a blow to the head and then sunk into the fen.
It might sound barbaric but who are we, 21st century people who can kill large numbers of people with cruise missiles from great distances, in any position to judge?
I wonder what they hoped for in return for the sacrifices. A good harvest, an end to disease, a mild winter, victory over a neighbour.
Imagine if their god is real, and yours isn’t.
It might sound barbaric but who are we, 21st century people who can kill large numbers of people with cruise missiles from great distances, in any position to judge?
I wonder what they hoped for in return for the sacrifices. A good harvest, an end to disease, a mild winter, victory over a neighbour.
Imagine if their god is real, and yours isn’t.
