Historical Setting: The Great Skellig, 924 C.E. Nearly Matins, and Brother Lugh is still wide awake, and just talking on and on. I said Goodnight. He knows by my tone. He answers. “Of course. Goodnight, Brother Lazarus.” He’s talking more quietly now, so I suppose he isn’t expecting me to respond. He whispers, “Now, inContinue reading “#86.6 Thursday, November 12, 2026”
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