Historical setting: 563 CE, on the Bay of Contabria (Biscay) Nic and I are exploring our deep hurts and differences. This ship is too small for a war, and with these calming easterlies we could be face-to-face for a very long journey. I’ve asked Nic to explain why he thinks Jews have horns. AndContinue reading “Post #10.9, Tuesday, July 21, 2020”
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Post #10.8, Thursday, July 16, 2020
Historical setting: 563 CE, on the Bay of Contabria (Biscay) Nic is still burning over my failure to assure everyone I’m not a Jew. If that is what is needed to make peace, it isn’t peace. But he brings all his hurt and pain begging me. Regardless of what his friends think he still wantsContinue reading “Post #10.8, Thursday, July 16, 2020”
Post #10.7, Wednesday, July 15, 2020
Historical setting: 563 C.E., on the western shore of Gaul Nic hands me his dagger before he slumps into a faint. I hoist him onto my shoulder, iron shirt and all, and I’m handed his sword and girdle from the heap at the entrance as I leave. It’s not a long heft toContinue reading “Post #10.7, Wednesday, July 15, 2020”
Post #10.6, Tuesday, July 14, 2020
Historical setting: 563 C.E., on the western shore of Gaul The pig on the spit looks familiar. Is this creature one-in-the-same as was choosing a rotted rutabaga instead of chomping into my nice and meaty man-foot just last month? [post #9.1] I think I’ll pass on the pork. Maybe it was my ancient Jewish upbringingContinue reading “Post #10.6, Tuesday, July 14, 2020”
Post #10.5, Thursday, July 9, 2020
Historical setting: 563 C.E., on the western shore of Gaul Nic has met an old friend, another who is retired from the Imperial Navy. “Hey, Brother Lazarus,” Nic calls me into the reunion. “This is Buff; he was once a rower for the fleet also!” “I just figured Old Nik was readyContinue reading “Post #10.5, Thursday, July 9, 2020”
Post #10.4, Wednesday, July 8, 2020
Historical setting: 563 C.E., on the western shore of Gaul I climb the cliff alone for a vantage point for my prayers. Dear God, Please help me as I’m trying to loosen myself from deep prejudice I once thought was a virtue. Amen. “…Perfect love casts out fear.” It serves me well inContinue reading “Post #10.4, Wednesday, July 8, 2020”
Post #10.3, Tuesday, July 7, 2020
Historical setting: 563 C.E., on the western shore of Gaul The vendor seems cautious about Nic’s helmet for trade. He’s noticing the grimy leather at the neck edge, the slight bend in the cheek plate and particularly, he frowns at the fade and wilt of the tattered plume. Nic yanks the plume from it’s fitting.Continue reading “Post #10.3, Tuesday, July 7, 2020”
Post #10.2, Thursday, July 2, 2020
Historical setting: 563 C.E., on the western shore of Gaul It’s easy to identify when it is someone else’s random hate. But when it is my own, I have so little clarity. When I see the crazies of wrath in others I simply mouth the Christian slogans, “hate is not the opposite of loveContinue reading “Post #10.2, Thursday, July 2, 2020”
Post #10.1, Wednesday, July 1, 2020
Historical setting: 563 C.E., on the Western Shore of Gaul Before we are in sight we can smell the fragrant cooking fires, the wafts of plenty along the pathways of these wharves. Everything that was taken from Constantia after the fire is relocated here in this place. Ships of both navy and merchant are mooredContinue reading “Post #10.1, Wednesday, July 1, 2020”
Post #9.13, Tuesday, June 30, 2020
Historical setting: A dark age on the Saxony Shore of Gaul I know people move from one age to the next in slow stages, maybe with the exception of birth and death that always seem to take us by surprise. Yet, I guess I had been expecting Nic to step off the dromon and immediatelyContinue reading “Post #9.13, Tuesday, June 30, 2020”
Lazarus Ink 