Believe,” said the rumbling voice. “If you are to survive, you must believe.””Believe what?” asked Shadow. “What should I believe?”He stared at Shadow, the buffalo man, and he drew himself up huge, and his eyes filled with fire. He opened his spit-flecked buffalo mouth and it was red inside with the flames that burned inside him, under the earth.”Everything,” roared the buffalo man.

Believe,” said the rumbling voice. “If you are to survive, you must believe.””Believe what?” asked Shadow. “What should I believe?”He stared at Shadow, the buffalo man, and he drew himself up huge, and his eyes filled with fire. He opened his spit-flecked buffalo mouth and it was red inside with the flames that burned inside him, under the earth.”Everything,” roared the buffalo man.

– Neil Gaiman –

American Gods

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