Midnight musing

Merlin Athrawes sat in his recon skimmer, just outside Safehold's atmosphere. From above here the planet looked peaceful, gleaming with green and blue, streaked with white clouds. He let himself enjoy a few more moments of the view before heading back.
The Jihad was coming. Few people knew about it right now, but it was boiling just under the surface.
The Empire of Charis looked impossibly tiny compared to the mainland realms - to the wealth and manpower of the Temple.
David against Goliath.
If only Merlin could be sure this 'Holy' war turns out like that old Bible story did...