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(10-24-19 post 1.6) 561 C.E. Gaul – October Chapter – “Scars”

I can’t let him go on alone to gather the dead. His leg is withered as one weakened by plague. It would be hard work even for a strong man to dig the graves and to bring the bodies of the dead to the hill for the burials. I demand to help. The flatContinue reading “(10-24-19 post 1.6) 561 C.E. Gaul – October Chapter – “Scars””

(10-23-19 post 1.5) 561 C.E. Gaul – October Chapter – “Scars”

I asked if help came. I want to hear his answer. “A monk came down alone and plucked me and my sister out of the deathbed of our brothers and baby sister. He said he was with my father when his spirit too, was tugged and towed away by the angels. I know heContinue reading “(10-23-19 post 1.5) 561 C.E. Gaul – October Chapter – “Scars””

(10-22-19 post 1.4) 561 C.E. Gaul – October Chapter – “Scars”

It takes a heavy foot on the spade to pierce this rock and dry clay. A good rain before the frost would do us well. But no sweet smell of change – the winter is already breathing down on us from the north. “How come they sent you up here, my man? I thoughtContinue reading “(10-22-19 post 1.4) 561 C.E. Gaul – October Chapter – “Scars””

(10-17-19 Post 1.3)

561 C.E. Gaul — October Chapter — “Scars” “My brother has already gone to them to dig the graves. You will find him there on the hill with the donkey cart.” I follow the road to the village of Saumur with the bag of remedies and a particular whisper goading my imagination. WhyContinue reading “(10-17-19 Post 1.3)”

561 C.E. Gaul. October Chapter “Scars” (10-16-19 post 1.2)

[Note: The quotation used in this artwork is from Storl, W.D. (2017) The Untold History of Healing: Plant lore and medicinal magic from the stone age to present. Berkley: North Atlantic Books.] It’s the full morning light when I wake and my mission to take remedies to the sick in Saumur is no less urgent.Continue reading “561 C.E. Gaul. October Chapter “Scars” (10-16-19 post 1.2)”

Devotional Stories told as Historical Fiction

561 C.E. Gaul — October Chapter — “Scars” (10-15-19 post 1.1) “…because it was not the season for figs…” The nib is dry; the ink is spent. The sharp edges of afternoon shadows steal the light. There is longer darkness reaching into each day and now in dimming light the abbot brings news fromContinue reading “Devotional Stories told as Historical Fiction”