Historical setting: 588 C.E. Forest Primeval Here is the place where once we kindled a fire. It’s a cold little mound of ash without a whisper of smoke. We eat leftovers from the great feast of victory this noon day. It is still and very cold. The sun only pretends to prod its tenticalsContinue reading “Post #27.2 Thurs. December 2, 2021”
Through eyes of Jesus' fictional BFF wander the Great Emergences of History
Lazarus Ink 