Death is poured down

Death is poured down

by Marie of Romania

Death is poured down from the skies into the streets, women and children are slaughtered
without number, and as though in defiance of the laws of God, the days they choose for their
death-raids are the days when heaven is bluest and the sun shines most brightly.

Source and copyright: unknown

This fragment from the memoirs of Queen Marie of Romania is used by Sebastian Androne in his piece Crimson bloom.