Historical setting: 561 C.E. Gaul This day of the longest night I waken shivering in the hayloft to the roaring torrents of cold sleet tormenting this frail roof. The longest night was surely inflicted with terrors – a man yelling above the storm at Eve’s cottage door. Fully awake now I’m aware it wasContinue reading “Post #3.13, Tuesday, 12-31-2019”
Through eyes of Jesus' fictional BFF wander the Great Emergences of History
Lazarus Ink 