Post #7.9, Tuesday, April 21, 2020

Historical setting: A dark age in Gaul The doctor doubts my memory. But there are some things I know. “I know I am Lazarus, friend of Jesus, and I think I might work as a scribe and I remember that I’m often the one to take the gospels to the Christian fringe.”          Through theContinue reading “Post #7.9, Tuesday, April 21, 2020”

Post #7.7, Wednesday, April 15, 2020

Historical setting: A dark age in Gaul          At this waking I’m lying in the soaking hull, but now I can see a pale of light through strips of bandages.  That brings a promise of healing and an assurance of again having sight.          “The hull is taking on water faster than men can pumpContinue reading “Post #7.7, Wednesday, April 15, 2020”

Post #7.6, Tuesday, April 14, 2020

Historical setting: A dark age in Gaul          At this waking I hear the sounds of the oars and the groaning in effort against wind driven current. I can feel the pulse of the river rills moving under my shoulders, as I lay here on the boards of hull, spine to spine with ship. FreshContinue reading “Post #7.6, Tuesday, April 14, 2020”